#yandere dekusquad x reader

[lady-ashfade]

Day 1 Of Fictober

Love potion

Yandere!Class 1A x Witch Reader Hc’s

Ask:Class 1a got hit by one of their potions and Reader is desperately trying to get an antidote. @serxinns

Warnings: Love potion, Yandere tendencies, obsession, Slight touching without permission.

Infecting the whole class at the same time was a mess. You had left your fail experiment out in your studying room and denki decide it would be funny to take some, and poor it in the food. You had no clue what it did but you knew it stay away, a feeling running down your spine or whispers in your ear.

Denki though it would have been something small like coughing up fire or needing to go right to the bathroom. But no, he infected the whole class with a obsession potion that made them deadly in love with you.

A hair had feel into your cauldron and a few mess up and you had made new potion. Some could say you had made the first one of its kind.

They followed you around the whole night. Their eyes on you at each second with a new sprinkle in their eyes.

At the table they all started to bicker at each other for unknown reasons to you. The girls started to grabbed ahold of you and soon you were picked up from your seat with your arms pulled in different directions. Mina held on and tugged you to her, then on the other side was Uraraka who did the same thing.

“She should sit with me!” “No! She’s with us!”

You groaned and look at the two very confused at the new aura in the air. Soon you were grabbed by Kirishim with Mina “I think sweetie belongs with us.” Then another hand wrapped itself around your wrists. You see deku glaring at Kiri with a glare you had never seen before.

“She’s in our group, I advise you to let go.” Dekus grip tights and the waves and sounds of his quirk get louder. Your face drops and pull you hands away from both of them which takes them back.

You rub your wrists, “I’ll just eat in my room. You guys are all being weird….Did something happen today?” Looking around at all of them your stomach drops. All their gazes are full of hunger.

You pick up your tray and turn to walk out of them room. Something didn’t feel right and the universe was trying to warn you. Heading to the door iida rushed in front of you and blocked off the door way.

“I must ask you to stay! It’s rude to ignore your friends, especially when we’re all worried about you.” You give him and head tilt.

“Worried? Why, I’m fine. If anything I should be the one worried.”

Then a pair of arms wrap around your arm and a head rubs up against you, “We all just care about you, so much.”

“Ribbit- Yeah, can’t we care for you?” Froppy comes up behind her friend and stare at you strangely.

Then all of them are surrounded you and looking at you, then girls taking it to calm you down and baby you. Through all of this you are just very confused. Scared for their well being and your own. So looking around for anything to help you or distract yourself your eyes fall on something that makes your mouth hang open.

Oh. It all made sense.

A potion bottle from your collection with barely any potion left within it. You made a note that this is some sort of affection potion and hopefully it will go away in a few hours.

“I apologize, I see someone in here took some of my potion this morning and infected all of you with it. Don’t worry I’ll find a antidote, I just need some time.” You slip your arm away from her.

As soon as you try and escape pass them, Momo and Hagakure jump in front of you. “But, we aren’t in any harm.” Momo gave you a unusual smile.

“Y/n-San is always so nice to us, she’s too cute.” You blush when a new pair of arms wrapped around from behind and a chin pressed on your other shoulder.

It was Jirou and her face was almost as red as yours and with a shy face, almost a pout. “Stay with us for a few.”

As the girls started to circle around you and start to touch your hair, or body and giggle. The boys stare jealously and darkly at them, wishing they could touch you as well.

There was a small fight after between the BakuSquad, DekuSquad, and others that group together on who you should be with for the rest of the night. Whoever won you got squeezed all night between the groups and babied over.

The next school day was stressful because you got pulled around like a play toy. It was over every small thing, who you got to sit next to, who you get to train with, and even who got to walk you to class.

The main three in class was harder to deal with because they were the group “leaders”. You had bruises on your wrists on how much you got tugged around.

At one point Bakugou pulled you into him and rested is head on your shoulders while pressing you into him. His hands wrapped around your hips and you swear he was trying to kiss you.

There was only one class you had without them, and you used that to make antidote to use on them. So later that night you slipped it into the cookies you made and guilt tripped them into eating it.

“If you don’t love me, I get it. I must make horrible cookies.” You faked crying and rushed away with heart shaped cookies. The class ran after you and shoved them down their throats to make you happy. You smile as they all finish and waited for them to be normal again.

There was only one problem, it never worked.

“How do you feel?”

A shiver ran down your sides as a laugh that sounded off from deku, a smile that was too wide and creepy.

“As in love with you as ever.”

Mina came up and twirled your hair, “Must have made a “Antidote” to make us normal again. Silly you, there’s no changing us.”

She was right. You couldn’t figure out how to make them normal again. There was only hope to keep you going, to one day get them back.

#yandere class 1a #yandere class 1a scenarios #yandere class 1 a #yandere class 1A x reader #yandere UA #yandere my hero academia #yandere mha #yandere dekusquad x reader #yandere bakusquad x reader #yandere bakusquad #yandere dekusquad #yandere bakugo katsuki #yandere kirishima #yandere mina ashido x reader #fictober 2023

[thefiery-phoenix]

YANDERE DEKUSQUAD HEADCANONS

Ochako and Tsuyu just LOVE and ADORE seeing you in cutesey frilly dresses which make you look like a baby. They like dressing you up in various different outfits and take thousands of pictures of you in an outfit in hundred different poses just so the entire dekusquad can drool over you later on

Iida and Todoroki are the actual masterminds behind all the planning like how you're going to fall in love with them, whom they should kill for talking to you and being too close to you and stuff like that which requires INTENSE planning. They are also the types of yanderes who will not hesitate to punish you when you behave badly. Yes, it breaks their hearts as much as it breaks Deku's and Uraraka's and Tsuyu's when you get punished by Iida and Todoroki, but it can't be helped. Those 3 are TOO soft with you and REFUSE to even make you cry whereas Iida and Todoroki are like the strict parent types. At least, that's what I feel

Whenever Todoroki gets out of hand like he's almost going to burn you or freeze your limbs off, the other members of the Dekusquad will tell him to calm the FRICK down and Iida will have a very stern lecture with him on how he should control his anger while Tsuyu, Uraraka and Deku will be busy trying to pacify you and baby you 

Izuku will make sure you are getting enough rest and you're getting enough to eat and you're healthy, stuff like that. He's like the soft overprotective mom whereas Iida is like the strict overprotective mom. Izuku will make sure you fall asleep EXACTLY at your planned bedtime and if you can't sleep, he'll stick to your side like a LEECH ngl... or he might play some soft jazz music and help you sleep by slowly stroking your hair and petting your head. Yes, it does get the others all riled up and jealous ASF, but they don't want to start a fight in front of you since you're already scared of them, no point in making you MORE scared than you already are

They will actually have a weekly schedule so you can spend time with ALL of them. Don't worry, they will treat you like a princess and they will smother the hell out of you and spoil you rotten to death, but if you act up, start kissing your favorite things goodbye and sayonara

Uraraka, Tsuyu and Deku are kinda like the gullible and innocent yanderes who'll be really EASY PEASY to manipulate to get whatever the HECK you want. They just LOVE to baby you and cuddle with you 

Iida likes teaching you new things and will occasionally give you treats and rewards for your good behavior 

If they're feeling particularly nice that day, they might actually consider taking you outside for some sun since staying indoors year round can't be all THAT healthy (According to Iida's research on how to keep a darling happy)

Will always make sure you're safe and happy no matter what :)

#yandere bnha #yandere bnha x reader #yandere deku scenarios #yandere shoto todoroki scenarios #yandere tenya iida oneshots #yandere ochako uraraka scenarios #yandere tsuyu asui imagines #yandere dekusquad x reader #yandere dekusquad #yandere dekusquad headcanons #yandere dekusquad oneshots #yandere dekusquad scenarios #yandere dekusquad imagines

[missyaess]

Maybe Meant To Be - Fake Dating - pt.1

pt.2 pt.3

Katsuki bakugo x Jealous Reader x Midoriya Izuku

You were all training together when the familiar uncomfortable feeling made its way in your stomach.Uraraka was a great friend of yours,always has been.Still,you couldn’t help but get angry at the way she was standing so close to your crush during sparring.Especially with the way you knew she used to have a crush on him for a few months at the start of the year.You knew it was childish so you never said it out loud,but you didn’t need to with the way you were staring daggers at the poor girl.Noticing this,Mina put a hand on your shoulder.

-Uh oh, we might find a certain floaty girl murdered tonight in her bed.

At this you scoffed and removed her hand from your shoulder.

-Stop it.

You weren’t mad at Mina,she was just trying to help.But you were so on edge you could just blow up any minute.You’ve been staring too long that Uraraka noticed you and she smiled nervously with a hand on her neck.You smiled back but dropped it instantly as she removed her gaze from yours.You honestly felt horrible but still couldn’t help it.

-I honestly don’t get you two.

Mina said as she gestured between you and Bakugo who was uncharacteristically laughing at something Uraraka said.You huffed and averted your gaze to Mina.

-What do you mean?

She laughed and pulled you closer as you two started walking away from the scene to somewhere more secluded.

-You two are always competing yet somehow you have a soft spot for each other.

You blushed and smiled at her comment.That was true and you loved your relationship the way it was.You both challenged and brought out the best in each other.You studied and fought harder just to beat Bakugo.

You were smiling to yourself when you heard a laughter and you found yourself brought back to reality.Uraraka was laughing at something Bakugo said like he was the funniest guy alive.A scowl started to form on your face.

-Hey Y/N!

You didn’t even notice Midoriya approach you two.He waved a hand in front of your face to break you out of your trance and smiled kindly.That’s what you loved about Izuku Midoriya,he had the kindest smile.

-Hi Izuku.You done for the day?

-Yeah, i was wondering if you guys wanted to study together for the test coming up.

As you talked about the upcoming tests and exams and more school stuff,you forgot all about Bakugo and Uraraka.You were thankful to Midoriya for the distraction.

-Okay,I’ll see you later then.

As Midoriya left with that,Aizawa announced that the training session was over.You all went to your dorms and after you took a shower you lied down on your bed,scrolling through your phone.That’s when you saw it.

Uraraka had posted a picture of your crush with the caption ‘best teammate!!’and he was smiling in the picture.He was smiling?He didn’t usually smile to his friends.You couldn’t help the growing feeling of jealousy in your stomach.Your heart dropped when you saw Bakugo liked it.This was it.They were going to date and you would die alone.Oh god,why was this happening to you?Tears started forming in your eyes but you blinked them away.You weren’t going to cry because of something like this.You just needed a distraction.As you were about to call Mina she called you first.

-Y/N DID YOU SEE WHAT URARAKA POST-

-Yeah I did,don’t remind me please.

-Girl are you okay?I can come over if you want.

-Actually that would be great,thanks.

You hung up and as you waited for Mina,you opened up the post again.Were they dating?Did Uraraka confess and he returned his feelings?You hoped this was just their way of showing their friendship and nothing more.As you were lost in thought someone knocked on your door.Thank god Mina’s finally here.

You jumped out your bed and went to open the door.When you opened the door it was not who you were expecting.

-Midoriya?What are you doing here?

The shy boy scratched his neck.

-I needed to talk to you.

-Oh,is there something wrong?

-Well,kinda.

He mumbled something’s to himself while you invited him by stepping away.Sitting on your bed you invited him near you.

-Look,I kinda noticed the way you look at and act around Kacchan and I think you like him.

You were full on panicking mode.If the most oblivious boy ever knew,everybody could figure it out!Were you that obvious?

-I-I don’t know what you’re talking about I don’t-

-It’s fine!I like Uraraka-chan.

He cut you off uncharacteristically.You were shocked at his confession.Of course you noticed,but why was he saying these things to you?

-Oh…I’m confused Midoriya.

-I’m sure you saw the post she posted…With Kacchan.

-Yeah…Are you okay?

-Same as you I guess…No.

You both stayed in awkward silence for a while before there was another knock on your door.

-Oh,were you expecting someone?

-It’s just Mina.You can stay if you want.

-If it’s not a problem I’d like to stay.

He smiled and your heart warmed at his smile.He was such a sweet boy.

As you both filled Mina in on everything,she had this mischievous smirk on her face.

-Why are you so happy about our tragedy again?

You asked as Mina put her arm around you.

-Because, my dear friend, I have an idea.That involves the both of you,Uraraka-Chan And Bakugo.

Midoriya and you looked at each other before looking back at Mina.

-What is it?

-You two should date each other.

-WHAT?

You both said in unison,Midoriya getting redder by the second.You were not much better.

-Not like that dummies!Fake dating,to get Bakugo and Uraraka jealous!

-But…would that work?

Midoriya’s question surprised you.Was he really willing to do this?Then again,weren’t you?What did you have to lose?

-Look,I think they both have a thing for you but I don’t know what’s going on between them either.Let’s try this and find out,plus wouldn’t it be fun?

You talked about the plan for an hour before Mina decided it was time for her to leave and you were left alone with Midoriya.

-So…we’re really doing this huh?

You asked to break the silence.

-Yeah…You want to right?

-Of course!Even if it fails we won’t lose anything.Right?

-Yes,of course.

Midoriya got up slowly clearing his throat.

-I better leave too.See you tomorrow.

-Yeah,see you.

You knew what Midoriya said meant more than I’ll see you tomorrow in class.It meant we’ll be dating from now on.And you were really excited to see how things would play out.

#katsuki x reader jealousy #mha midoriya #mha fluff #mha x reader #mha hcs #katsuki x uraraka #katsuki imagine #bakugou x you #katsuki bakugo hcs #Katsuki bakugo x jealous reader #fake dating #fake dating mha #midoriya izuku #bakudeku #bakudeku x reader #todoroki headcanons #dekusquad #bakugou x deku #deku x reader #yandere bakugo katsuki #bnha headcannons #deku headcanons

[serxinns]

Yandere Villkan Bakusquad Vs hero Dekusquad pt 2

⚠️WARNINGS⚠️: Yandere behaviors, Stalking, deep obsession, taking pictures without consent, and touching without permission

(I do not support or encourage this behavior AT ALL if somebody you know is acting similarly to this, Please cut all contact with them and stay safe this is NOT healthy)

Vil Bakusquad

•They would do anything to get your attention and destroy buildings even torture another Villian just to send you the video and send it to you to see your scared expression

(hehe this was Lady-ashfade idea 😈)

•If you ever had merch they will completely rob that store that sells it dry nobody needs your merch other than Them

•they have a room filled with photos, Items, and merch dedicated to you and they can't wait to show you it when they capture you again

•while battling they'll always be so dazed and distracted when you are trying to fight them or other villains, The way the wind makes hair flow in a badass way, the way your hero suit looks on you while fighting, and how hot you look when ur Hero suit is all messed up showing parts of your skin (don't u dare act sus 🤨📸)

Needless to say, they're all flustered and immediately taking pictures

•even if you get pissed at them for ruining and city putting people at risk they'll still find it cute even when you yell at them, they just can't help it you look like a puppy throwing a fit and the way your cheeks puff up and you turn red makes them wanna pick your little cheeks and kiss them!

• They get super jealous if another villain tries to replace them or tries to plan on kidnapping you or try to destroy you they'll be so enraged and the next thing you know you see that the villain you fought on the news they were found bones broken and neck twisted its a MESS

•Bakugo is the mean but soft type he would always degrade u saying how weak of a hero you are just to get you riled up even more just to see that cute face Bakugod that type

•Kirishima is the good cop bad cop type he always tries to convince you that being a villain is much safer and that Dekusquad are the bad guys and he's also bakugos right-hand man he's pretty much of a delusional type he thinks ur getting corrupted by these hero's you call "Friends" and need to be saving so they could teach you the rights and wrongs

•Denki loves to tease and flirt with you while in battle trying to make you he's the type to say the most unhinged thing without hesitation so he can see your reactions and coo at them his favorite is when you get scared he loves to see you flustered, embarrassed or scared it makes him have that shit-eating grin

Sero is more of a manipulative and possessive type he seems like a chill person who just goes along with the group but deep inside is just as obsessive as the rest of them dude would get angry easily every time he sees you talk with someone and when your away he beats them up and tapes them up somewhere

•Mina is clingy and a bit sadist type she is always taunted. about how much of how cute you are in your hero suit and fantasize about how she wanna use her acid to burn your costume and maybe your skin

•Bakusquad would always try to find a way to "Take you away from harm" but the Dekusquad was like "HELL NO" and always ruined their plans, For example, bakugo and Kirishima were going to get you while you were alone he planned that if they snatch u up while it's alone then no one will find you it was just when the 2 boys were about to jump out he saw todoroki and his worse enemy Deku walking beside you and bakugo and Kirishima glared at how Deku and Todoroki were looking at you like you were there's how Deku was holding your hand and shoots arm was wrapped around your shoulders Kirishima snarled while bakugo growled how dare that scum gets to touch what's theirs but no worries if they ever get you they'll never let you go

Hero Dekusquad

•Ever since Bakusquad has taken a like over you they have been more protective than ever

•Iida insisted that you should train more with him( even on the weekends) and give you advice about how to protect yourself and would give you things like pepper spray, hidden weapon items, and even a taser! Even if you reassure them that you'll be ok he'll always excuse the "you'll never know what will happen"

•izuku and Shoto will take turns walking you to your house checking around their surroundings and making sure that nobody is following you home once you get home they'll secretly stay around your house checking if the bakusquad will come to Shoto convince you to get a ring camera in your house just in case.

•Ochako was like ur knight and shining armor as much as she swoons over you saving her she also wanted to protect you she always wanted a sleepover cause she's scared (and to make sure no villains will break in) When you go to sleep she makes sure that every door, window and even attic is locked up tight she watches out in the night to be sure that mine doesn't hang around on those trees or Kirishima secretly taking photos

•Tsuyu is like Uraraka but a bit more chill Uraraka she'll also make excuses to sleep in your room to protect you and will reassure you that no villain is going to get you and the 2 of you cuddle up while Tsuyu sings you to sleep or either give u cute head pats if Uraraka come over as well she'll bake sweets for the 2 of you and watch movies to get your fear off villains ever coming here

•The dekusquad all live together while u live alone but like a few blocks away from their house

• izuku and Shoto will also help you when you training with Iida Izuku hyping you up and showing you new moves to try out while Shoto makes sure you drink plenty of water and helps you take a break maybe massages ur shoulders or brings you somewhere relaxing and quiet once our training is done

• Mina, Ochako, and Tsuyu would always bicker with each other about who knows y/n more and who they prefer is safer

Ochako: what do you know about y/n you haven't been hanging out as much as We do

Mina: Oh really ~ *Shows them a scrapbook* This is all the photos we had together! (There are pictures of y/n sleeping and y/n going into their favorite restaurant and even changing)

Tsuyu: *Gets pissed* that's stalking not Getting to know them you psycho! *kero*

Mina: Same thing 🙄

*Boys version

Bakugo: give it up damn Deku just give us the little hero and no one gets hurt *Does an evil smirk*

Izuku: Back away kaccha they're safe with us who knows what you'll do to them!

Kirishima: Oh please like heroes are any better

Shoto: we aren't that type of hero so might as well back off

Denki *Giggles maniacally* or what? Y/n is gonna be with us sooner or later~

Iida: As If!

Sero: Our Amor is gonna come with us whether you like it or not

Y/n: I JUST WANNA EAT MY DOUGHNUT IN PEACE IS THAT HARD TO ASK?!?!?

•If you talk with any hero they'll quickly make an excuse just to pull you away from them as possible if a hero ever tries to be mean or bully you for not being "Good enough" then they'll blackmail that hero so their life will be ruined and would even out some fake rumors here and there

•They would break any law just to make sure you are happy using ur quirk without permission? No worries bribe the boss! Do buildings get destroyed due to your quirk? spread a rumor that some villains did it, accidentally kill a villain? shoto gonna be hiring some good lawyers

•In conclusion they loved you dearly and wouldn't trade anything in the world for you even if those nasty villains get a hand on you They would be dead the second they found them~"

#yandere oneshot #yandere bnha #tw yandere #yandere ua #tw obsessive behavior #yandere x reader #yandere mha #tw stalking #Tw touching #yandere dekusquad #yandere bakusquad #yandere bakugou #yandere kirishima #Yandere mina ashido #yandere denki #yandere sero #yandere izuku midoriya #Yandere ochako Ururarka #yandere Tsuyu #yandere shoto todoroki #Yandere iida tenya

[thetreefairy]

What about platonic erasermic and class 1A yandere Ofc, with a student who’s blind, but they have snakes in there hair to help guide them(think like a Medusa Like quirk) and they hear someone bulling them. I wonder how far would they take it 🤔🤔

I'm assuming separate,

I should also really update my masterlist—

They/them Reader, teenager.

Erasermic

The bullies were from general studies, they were jealous that a 'villain' was able to get in the hero course and they couldn't.

The reason they found out was by luck

Shinso was passing and was recording everything, he then showed it to Eraserhead and his husband.

The two immediately went to Nezu with the recording and long story short

They were all expelled under the grounds of bullying and haressment, which caused some Karen parents. Nothing they can't deal with.

The police also got involved.

So they all couldn't get into another hero school :)

When Reader finds out they're quite mad and their so-called-family

They wouldn't take it far in a violent way, they would just ruin their future in a passive aggressive way and make them the villains in public opinion.

Class 1—a

Now class 1-a has bakubitch with them and deku

So that means the bullies are threatened, beaten and to save themselves they would go to Nezu and confess themselves.

But not with Reader around, and Reader defends their bullies.

"I do look like a villain, so they aren't completely wrong."

The snakes on their head were even protesting.

And after that, you can bet that the whole class is going to have a game night, and Bakugou of course cooking a five star meal for Reader and telling the others to cook for themselves.

And the next day they beat the bullies up:)

Class 1—A would be violent but would try to keep it away from reader.

Sorry if it's a bit messy, my exams result are coming in in a few hours and nervous as fuck ;-;.

#platonic yandere #soft yandere #yandere mha #yandere x darling #yandere bnha #male yandere #fluff #yandere female #yandere woman #yandere #tw: yandere #yandere class 1a x reader #yandere bakugo #yandere midoriya #yandere todoroki #yandere boku no hero academia #yandere my hero academia #yandere bakusquad #yandere dekusquad #yandere Iida #mina ashido #yandere Mina #yandere sero #yandere kirishima #gender neautral reader #asks #ask me stuff

[sweetmoonstorm]

GUIDELINES!!!

Ehem hello. So. I have come to make another post on request updates, as by the title. Yes I take requests. Stuff I will do :

Matchmaking(you send me bio of either yourself or an oc, and I pair them with a canon character from somewhere)

One shot

Headcanons

More new, I'll do letters from characters, though they may be short.

And as for categories ; Light/Moderate Angst(I don't do death that hits me HARD-), Fluff, Romance, Violence, etc. I'll let u know if something violates my rules.

More below.

My rules w headcanons and one shots.

DNI if you are a or support pedophilia, hebephilia, zoophilia, incest, are uncomfortable w/ yandere themes, bigot/s, homophobes, anything along those lines.

Also, please don't interact if ur one of those Vivziepop fans who will get mad at others for talking about her stories and stuff a certain way. I've heard a lot about her, and it isn't really that good. While I'm not gonna really talk ab her as I don't have enough info to confirm or deny if she's a bad person, I am uncomfortable trying to dig into the situation and unwilling to say much on her due to what I've seen her fans do. (This doesn't apply to ALL of her fans. Just the ones that will hatebomb an artist or creator for saying they don't like her stuff. Let a person hate and like stuff, will you??)

Yes I am comfy with NSFW I am 18, but, I dont write it.

*I've decided to do canon x canon, but will more likely get reader x canon done quicker-

Yes I will do yandere, keep in mind I do not however condone yandere behaviors irl to the point where it gets abusive. There's a line between fantasy and real life, and I only write yanderes for my and your own fantasies. If an irl s/o shows certain behaviors to the point it gets abusive/horribly yandere like, please seek help.

polyamory is doable.

Now, onto the matchmaking part. Do keep in mind that matchmaking will take longer than one shots and headcanons.

Here is a template.

Name *

Love Language *

Personality *

Sexuality/Gender Preferences? *

Aesthetic *

Appearance(optional) *

Fandom of Choice *

Anything sought out in general? *

Likes *

Hates *

Any particular characters in general?(ex. Someone fom the LMK brotherhood? Someone from the dekusquad?) *

Thats about it in general, only thing left is what fandoms I'll do for these thingies and how many requests I'll take at a time!!

So, for general requests(matchmaking, hcs, oneshots), I'll take 5 at a time, and close ask box once limit has been reached.

For rps, those r unlimited, but pls state who u are for them. If you use ur acc to ask there's no prob there, but if you plan to to as an anon, please ask to be on an anon list that'll make things manageable.(Ex."Can I be dragon anon?" "I'd like to be headphones anon please.") Oh and also state what fandom and character you're going for, unless poly?? 🤔

And note; I'm not exactly always the most motivated, so please just know that I will be working on your request, I'll just be doing it a bit slowly at times.

Now for fandoms!!

More focused on :

LMK(Lego Monkey Kid)

The amazing digital circus

Others that I'll also do :

Cookie run kingdom

Lego Dreamzzz

And maybe another fandom if I know enough abt it.

Also, note that I will never do a romantic thing with children. Platonic stuff is allowed. Asking characters things is also allowed .

Anon List -

'Lovely' Anon

💌Anon

🫧 Anon

Buh-bye~

🥀🌑

(Most recent update was 2/23/24)

#matchmaking #oneshot #light angst #drabble #angst #fluff #lmk swk #self+aware+crk #cookie run kingdom x reader #lmk macaque #yandere #lego monkey kid season 4 #lego monkey kid mk #lego monkey kid red son #lego monkie kid #x reader #gender neutral reader #requests anyone? #requests are open #requests open #ask away #please ask away! #please request #tadc #tadc jax #tadc caine #tadc pomni #tadc x reader

[lets-get-kraken-boys]

Yandere! Class 1-A X Reader: Let the Purge Begin~

(Description: Hi, everyone! First and foremost, the original idea of this story came from the wonderful mind of @yanderemommabean of Tumblr. She is a fantastic writer of mainly [N]SFW yandere short stories, headcanons, and more for multiple different fandoms, and has a bunch of her own OCs as well. I am an avid lurker of her account, and one of my favorite works of hers is the Class 1-A Yandere Purge scenario. I re-read it all the time, and was so inspired by her story that I wanted to input my own version of a sort of sequel to it to add on to her idea. This work has every student of Class 1-A EXCEPT Minoru Mineta [his place has been swapped out in favor of a special someone else] cause like HELL I’m letting loose a yandere Mineta on poor (Y/N).

The production and posting of this story has been approved by @yanderemommabean herself.

Thank you for reading, and good luck against 20 yanderes all thirsting after you!)

Fanfiction Lingo

(Y/N) - Your Name

(L/N) - Last Name

(N/N) - Nickname

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“Normal speech.”

‘Inner thoughts.’

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[This work is dedicated to @yanderemommabean herself! To me, she is one of the best writers on Tumblr and has given me so much inspiration over the last year as a writer. I wanted to celebrate her and thank her for all she’s done! Momma, if you’re reading this, you are so talented and so generous to all of your followers. Thank you for all you do for your community. Your stories always put me in a good mood, especially your Purge & multiple yandere characters stories (if you couldn’t tell from this work LOL). Anyways, thank you again, and I hope you like my continuation to your original piece!]

⭐️ OG Story / Part 1 Link ⭐️

Reader Gender: Gender Neutral (They/Them)

Style of Story: Sequel Oneshot // This story is a continuation of Momma’s yandere Class 1-A Purge short story. We are picking up where she left off, so go read the first part before this to get a sense of what is happening or you might be confused; Yandere Purge! If you don’t know what that is, again, go look at @yanderemommabean’s original works of it on her page, all is explained there; All 20 of Class 1-A’s students [All of which are aged up to third years & everyone is 18 or older // I AM WRITING THEM AS IF THEY ARE IN CLASS 3-A NOW FYI!] are in love with you~

Word Count: 15.5K

WARNING(s): Cursing from multiple different characters, including (Y/N); Bakugou’s insulting nicknames for his classmates; Fighting and threats (threats aren’t made at (Y/N), nor are they hurt); Emotional manipulation done to and around (Y/N) mostly by the Bakusquad [it doesn’t last long and (Y/N) doesn’t fall for it for too long, BUT PLEASE BE AWARE OF THIS IF IT IS TRIGGERING TO YOU!!!]; Yandere themes, so if you aren’t okay with obsessive/possessive/psychotic natures please don’t read!

[PLEASE NOTE: I DO NOT SUPPORT YANDERE TENDENCIES IN REAL LIFE!!! Do not confuse me writing this subject as encouraging it, there is a difference from reading/writing yandere stories V.S real life situations. Please, if someone in your life is behaving like a character(s) in this story (i.e. obsessive, possessive, controlling, abusive, psychotic, sociopathic, LIKE A WACKADOO, etc.) get immediate help! That behavior in the real world is not romantic, sweet, or NORMAL! Stay aware, stay safe.]

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“Playtime’s over, (Y/N). Hide and seek is for kids.”

You grit your teeth in a mix of fear and frustration as you read the text sent by your dear friend, Deku. You knew the ring from his previous call and this message had definitely given away your whereabouts to your nearby stalkers, but that was exactly what he wanted. Silencing your phone and shoving it deep in your pocket, you acted quickly through your anxiety, the desperation of not wanting to become someone's pet fueled your will to push through the panic.

After triple-checking the door was locked, you glanced around the room until you found what you were looking for; a heavy piece of furniture. It was close to the storage room’s entry, solid wood, no doubt stuffed to the brim with costumes or props; it was the perfect barricade to give you enough time to escape the three powerful students. You shoved your back against the large dresser and pushed it with all your strength, feeling the wooden legs of the dresser groan as the piece crawled across the concrete floor. You continued to force the dresser in front of the door, pushing even harder when you heard the sound of multiple rushing footsteps and excited laughter in the hallway on the other side.

Just as the dresser was firmly pressed in front of the push-to-open door, you felt a harsh THUD strike the entrance but be softened by the sturdiness of the barricade. You panted for air, but soon heard labored breaths that were not your own coming from behind the door. No doubt they were from the insane predators you feared to call your “classmates” hunting you.

“(Y/N)~,” a voice purred behind the door, its gravely tone indicating to you that this was none other than the egomaniac, Katsuki Bakugou, “open the door, firecracker.”

“We’re not at all mad at you for running from us! Not at all! We just want to see your gorgeous face, dear.” Momo’s sickeningly sweet voice chirped, being the equally nerve-wracking calm to Bakugou’s storm.

“Yaoyorozu's right, darling, let us take care of you. You know none of those idiots ever could; they just don’t understand your needs like we do,” the normally soft-spoken Todoroki, now emboldened due to the obsessive virus swimming in his system, chimed in, “So, love...Open. The. Door.” he demanded with a firm pound of his fist on the door. Choosing not to respond to their persuasive pleas, you busied yourself with searching the cramped storage room for any possible exits.

As time went on, their voices grew louder, their words more desperate, their punches to the door grew to be slamming their whole weight against it in attempts to obtain their prey, scaring you to look harder for a way out of this death trap. Luckily for you, a strip of light glared against the wall behind you, a glow that guided you to another door. Where it led, you had no idea, but it had to be better than being a terrified mouse cornered by infatuated cats. Right?

You looked back at the barricaded door, still holding strong against the attacks of your three love-drunk peers, and shakily said, “You guys aren’t thinking straight. You can’t be. Logically, there’s no way this many of you want me! So...take some time away from me to think and just…leave me alone!” you opened the door and slammed it shut behind you.

As you locked the new door behind you with a hesitant sigh of relief, you heard Bakugou’s muffled voice yell, “Goddamnit! Get back here, (Y/N)! Ugh, fuck it! Move it, LOSERS!” The pounding on the door stopped for a brief moment, only to make way for a deafening BOOM that shook the floor and scared a yelp out of you.

‘Shit, Bakugou’s using his quirk! Gotta get out of here NOW!’ your mind raced for you to look for another hiding spot. You jogged away from the storage room and, after taking a moment to let your eyes adjust to the well-lit space, finally got a good look at where you were now.

Observing the unusually bright lights shining above, the expensive and luxurious-looking black curtains draped around the wide stage, and the shadowed rows of seats beyond the platform you stood on; you realized you were standing in the middle of the stage in UA’s auditorium. The ever-increasing danger of Bakugou’s blasts and threats became muffled as you instead focused on the way your footsteps bounced around the walls of the seemingly empty facility. Walking down center stage to the edge of the platform, placing your hands on the protective railing, and squinting into the audience, you noted two large exits on the farthest wall from where you stood. You smiled out a small huff of satisfaction, time to go find a new hiding spot for the rest of the Purge. You whirled around to run down the stage’s stairs into the audience and out one of the exits.

You never got that far, as every luminescent light pointing towards the stage suddenly shut off; leaving you completely defenseless in the dark.

A screech of fear escaped your lungs at the unexpected loss of your sight, eyes and mind flustered with change in terrain. You frantically looked around, cursing to yourself, “Shit! Did Denki’s quirk kill the lights in here too?!”

Not expecting an answer, your heart leapt in your throat as you heard a deep voice laugh from in the audience to answer your rhetorical question, “No, it wasn’t that buzzkill this time, little dove~.”

Before you could retort with your own snarky comment about the cheesy pet name your unwanted audience chose, a powerful spotlight from the booth above the audience kicked on and draped you in a white glow. Effectively blind, you covered your eyes with your hands and let out a groan of pain from the overstimulation of your sense of sight. Your brain was discombobulated and wanted nothing more than to stick your head in sand and wake up from this nightmare.

You wobbled on your feet and gently rubbed your eyes, trying to soothe them enough to work properly, as you shouted to where you thought the audience was, “Well, Mr. I-Answer-To-Rhetorical-Questions, who am I even talking to, huh?!”

You stopped moving and listened carefully to the stillness in the air, wondering why everything went quiet, until another startled scream was torn out from you as you felt something brush your right hip. It wasn’t a hand or anything remotely physical, rather it felt like the air took the shape of a large hand and caressed your side. You staggered back away from the spot you were grazed in, hearing a joyful giggle sound a few feet ahead of you. It wasn’t the same voice you heard from the audience. Your mind galloped to connect the dots as to who, or what, this could be, until it finally clicked.

‘Dove. Not physically there, but can manipulate its shape to move the environment and act as though it were. Two voices, one person.’

It’s fucking Tokoyami and Dark Shadow.

“Is that you, Tokoyami? Was that Dark Shadow that just touched me?” you asked. Judging by the silence that followed after your question, you guessed your assumption was right.

“Come on, Tokoyami, this isn’t funny anymore. It really never was,” you mumbled. You stopped pacing around to take a breath, your vision cleared, “Look, it’s unsafe for us to be out in the open like this. Especially tonight of all nights. There are love-crazed maniacs running all around the school; some of them are even our own classmates! Let’s stop messing around and help each other find a safe place to hide for the rest of the Purge, okay?” you tried to reason with him. You knew that Tokoyami was most likely infected with the virus based on how sweetly he purred his words, plus how unlike-himself he and Dark Shadow acted, but you figured dealing with one yandere one-on-one was better than constantly running away from the multiple already pursuing you.

Tokoyami couldn’t respond before multiple pairs of hands grabbed your waist and yanked you into a strong chest. A large, rough hand stifled your cry, as your captor breathed his own husky chuckle near your ear. You recognized the many hands tightly gripping your waist, “He’s not the only one here to protect you, (Y/N)~.” You threw your head back to meet the pink-tinted irises of a yandere Shoji.

You took deep breaths to calm your racing heart and shoved his hand off your mouth, “Would you two stop with the surprise touching–,” but the words died in your throat as Shoji bent his knees, hooked his webbed arms securely around your body, and scooped you up. You tried to protest, scared for your safety and that carrying you would hurt him, but he remained unfazed and casually walked you two over to the spotlight at center stage. Once there, Shoji gently set your flustered self back onto the solid ground, his larger frame towering over you like a skyscraper. You didn’t get much time to collect yourself as he spun you around, wrapped his webbed-arms around your front, and let one of his mouth-hands start placing chaste kisses on your heated cheeks. You sputtered an incoherent jumble of words in shock at the affection. This is not the shy and sweet Shoji you remember; what is this bold confidence possessing the body of your friend?!

“Isn’t our little dove enchanting, Dark Shadow~?” Despite your embarrassment, you heard Tokoyami take lethargic steps towards the two of you and felt that same force from earlier wrap itself around your shaky legs. Dark Shadow grumbled out a happy sigh in reply to its master that shook your already unstable legs, knocking you further into Shoji’s hug.

“So happy we got to you sooner than the others, (N/N)~,” Shoji sighed into the top of your head. Tokoyami finally closed the distance and pressed himself against you, slithering his arms around your waist.

You squirmed around in a panic as they held you, “Guys, wait, hold on! You can’t seriously be attracted to me! It’s that virus that’s frying your brains! I care for you, I really do, but--,”

Surprisingly, it was Dark Shadow who cut you off, “You care about me too, right, (Y/N)?” The little whimper of uncertainty in its voice caught you off guard. Even at a time like this, where the only thing you should care about is your safety, it drug out the all-too-caring nature in you to respond.

“Yes, Dark Shadow, I care about you too, but that isn’t point--,”

“Oh, but I think it is, love~,” Tokoyami squeezed you even tighter, his heart beating quicker and the pink in his eyes flaring up over hearing your acceptance of what he once viewed to be one of his “flaws”. He knew you were the right one, you always have been, but he was blind. He was ignorant in the past to have ignored your grace, but don’t you worry, he’ll never make that mistake again. Not when being this close to you feels this euphoric.

“You love us, we love you,” Shoji sighed and you wriggled, searching for a weak spot in their grasp to escape through, desperate for freedom.

“We’d do anything to keep you smiling, dove~,” Tokoyami continued, nuzzling into your neck. You hyperventilated at their closeness.

“So, please,” they spoke at the same time, “stay with us forever, darling~?”

While the two of them were ogling over you, the three of you didn’t think to acknowledge the frantic banging at the side stage’s door. Muffled explosion after explosion sounded off until the eroded door finally came off its hinges and went flying. You shot your heads to the loud destruction of the school’s property. The grips on your body grew from tolerable to painful as they recognized the faces of the disturbance.

Bakugou stepped in the room with a sneer on his face, palms leaking plumes of dark smoke as he strode towards your little cuddle pile. A pissed off Todoroki and Momo followed not too far behind the angry blond. “I love to be the one to break it to you that (Y/N) won’t be doing anything else with you two extras.” Bakugou snapped, letting a cluster of small explosions erupt from his palm.

“Dear, are you okay? We heard your screams through the door, we were so worried about you! It’s okay, we’ll save you from these two in just a moment~!” Momo smiled lovingly at you, using her quirk to create a long metal staff.

“They’re much safer with us then they ever would be with you three!” Shoji protested. Bakugou and Momo both growled at the octopus-man clinging onto their darling, preparing their attacks to get those worthless worms off of your precious body and reclaim what’s rightfully theirs, but Todoroki stopped them by stepping between the two parties. Emotionally, he wasn’t much better than the two as seething hatred clouded his judgment as well, but even he knew that if they got you caught up in their fight there was a likely possibility that you could be hurt in the crossfire. He’d rather stab himself in the heart a thousand times over before intentionally hurting you, so he buried his loathing and forced a smile towards the other students.

“I say we settle this dispute fairly,” you glance over at the half-and-half man, shivering at how frighteningly-frigid his gaze had become, “A fight. Quirk-to-quirk combat. Us against you; whoever wins gets to walk away with (Y/N) and the others leave empty-handed.”

Your jaw dropped to the floor at Todoroki’s “solution” to the problem. You became increasingly less scared and more offended in the presence of these selfish creeps as crazy idea after crazy idea spewed out of their mouths. “Are you kidding me?! I am not some toy to be won!” You hissed and thrashed around in their arms. Your fight proved useless as the others continued their conversation like you weren’t there.

“A ‘fair’ fight?” Tokoyami scoffed, “Last I checked, three against two isn’t exactly what I would call ‘fair’.”

“You’ve got Dark Shadow and the theater’s almost completely in the dark. I’d say that’s fair enough. Besides,” Momo smirked as she begrudgingly went along with Todoroki’s plan, “it’s either this, or we take them from you anyways but use more fun methods of striking you down. What do you say?”

Shoji and Tokoyami flashed a conflicted look at each other, both not liking the idea of willingly letting their darling go but neither wanting to see you willingly put in harm’s way by their defiance. Eventually their wordless conversation ended as Tokoyami nodded his head, and both he and Dark Shadow released their hold on your body.

You held your breath as Shoji kissed your forehead and gently spun your body out of his arms towards the stage’s side. He and Tokoyami prepared their stances as Shoji’s mouth-hand spoke to you, “Stay out of the way, (Y/N). This won’t take long.”

“Yeah, it won’t, since most of the time is gonna be you piecing your face back together after I tear it apart! Save a victory kiss for me, firecracker!” Bakugou cackled out, flying forward with his bright explosions.

The fight for your unwilling hand had begun.

And, just like that, your escape plan had been flung into action too.

You watched from the wings as Bakugou’s explosions and Todoroki’s fire lit the once dark arena. They created the perfect distraction for you to slink back in the shadows to avoid drawing attention to yourself. Though, you doubted your absence would be noticed through the commotion of multiple quirks being used from every angle. You inched your way down the creaking stairs and into the audience under the cover of Momo’s sporadic flash bombs, being careful to stay out of the way when Tokoyami was thrown into the audience with Bakugou hot in pursuit. Sticking low to the ground and stopping moving when they neared your hiding place was the only way you made it all the way to one of the auditorium’s exits.

Twisting your head back to watch their battle, you watched Shoji evade the long-ranged ice and fire attacks of Todoroki and narrowly avoid the short-ranged strikes of Momo’s metal bo staff. Dark Shadow and Tokoyami were both busy keeping Bakugou at bay, both parties jumping over upturned chairs and running up and down the aisles trying to gain the upper hand. With all of them focused on their fight, it gave you the perfect opportunity to slip out the exit and sprint down the hall, their battle cries chasing you from the auditorium as you ran in search of a new hiding spot.

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~ Timeskip ~

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Once silent halls soon became noisy with your pants for air echoing around the maze that is UA. After escaping the auditorium, you’ve not stopped, the speed you went at varied but you’ve yet to take a break in fear of your crazed colleagues catching up with you. It’s not like you’ve found a good enough hiding spot to stop for anyway. Every hall you went down led to another dead end speckled with random doors. Every stairwell you climbed showcased another stretch of seemingly endless hallways, none of which had any promise of an escape route either. You knew that you had to find somewhere fast with the menacing threat of at least half-a-dozen yanderes chasing your ass, but running around this place in a panic, a majority of it cloaked in darkness to boot, is exhausting.

Deciding the coast is clear, you leaned against the wall across from a large window to catch your breath. The city beyond UA was majorly dark, not a soul walking around from what you could see. You wondered how the Purge on the outside was doing, if people were staying safer than you were or if the yanderes had all successfully caught their prey. You racked your brain for ideas of how to get out of this loony bin and remembered your phone. Sure, the police wouldn’t help you since they’re off duty to enjoy their hunt until the Purge ends, but maybe you could call a family member or a non-classmate friend to come rescue you. It’s a long shot that someone would risk their own skin to save one person running from six or more yanderes, but it’s worth a try. Fishing around your pocket, you found the device and clicked it on.

The first thing you observed was the battery percentage was a little lower than half; not ideal, but it would definitely last you at least a few more hours and some time was better than none. Speaking of hours, once your brain thought of that your eyes couldn’t help but glance at the time displayed on the fluorescent screen. Your jaw dropped in shock.

One hour. One hour is how long this nightmare had gone on for.

All that commotion, and you still had 23 hours to go until you were safe from these maniacs.

“You’ve gotta be fucking joking. One hour?!” you exasperated. You groaned in malice, bumping your head back on the wall and slapping your unoccupied palm over your forehead. Of course this year’s Purge wouldn’t go easy on you.

You shook your head and took a deep breath. Nope, can’t focus on that, or your “destiny” as a “weak and defenseless” darling will be sealed. Call for help; that you can do. With a new vigor coursing in your veins, you shot over to your favorites and decided who among them would be the most likely to help you in this situation. You called their number, but instead of being greeted with the normal dialing tone, a robotic voice crunched out its pre-recorded message.

“No service?!” you gawked at the device, “What’s the point of this school being so high tech if your phone can’t even get a simple bar?” You stretched your arm up in the air and waved the device around in a half-hearted attempt at finding a glint of service, but accepted it was pointless. The school’s too bulky with its skeleton of concrete and metal for a transmission to slip through. Plus, you wouldn’t be surprised if one of your tormentors screwed with the connection to constrict you further in their grasp.

Though the phone’s uselessness disappointed you, the nearby scuffing of a shoe on the floor brought you out of your daze.

You launched off the wall you leaned against and floundered to face the direction it came from, the opposite side of the corner you hid behind. You waited for another hint at life as you stared into the inkiness of the hallway. During the stillness you wondered if it was all in your head, a hallucination being the byproduct of your enhanced fear, but you decided to go with your gut and trusted your abilities enough to know that noise had really happened. An unsettling silence hung in the air as you came to the conclusion that, even if nothing was truly there, it was time to leave and find somewhere else to scamper off to.

But things haven’t been in your favor all day, so why would they be now?

When you backed away to run, a pair of hands grabbed your wrists and pinned them behind you. One of the hands cinched your wrists together in a vice-like grip while the other wound around your front and drug you into their chest. A cheerful giggle met your ears as they prevented your struggling with ease.

“Aren’t you just the cutest~!” the sugar-coated voice trilled in your ear. Recognizing their sing-songy tone, your eyes shot down to your waist. Even though you felt a tight hold on your midsection, there was nothing there to prove it. So, your suspicions were correct, you’re now dealing with a love-sick Hagakure latched onto your waist like a koala.

Before you could yell at the girl to let you go, something cupped around your mouth and stopped the words from slipping out. “Absolutely adorable~,” another voice chuckled. Judging by the fact that it’s not a hand clamped around your jaw, rather a muscular tail, and there’s only one person in your class with said appendage, it seems that Ojiro had goo-goo eyes for you as well.

“We’re sorry that we had to scare you like that, lovebug, but it was too easy to sneak up on you with you so focused on our little ‘distraction’~!” Hagakure hummed with a nuzzle into your neck. After your muffled ‘hmm?’ of confusion snuck past Ojiro’s make-shift gag, another person stepped forward.

Koji hesitantly snuck out of the shadowy corner where the noise that started this whole mess came from and Hagakure’s words made sense. Koji caused the noise to catch your attention so you wouldn’t notice the other two ambushing you. You mentally groaned at your rookie mistake of not thoroughly surveying the area for potential threats.

“I’m sorry, (Y/N), please believe me when I say I didn’t want it to come to this…,” Koji wrapped his arms around himself as if trying to hide from the reality of the situation, “but the others were getting too close to you! They were gonna steal you away. And I’m...I’m tired of always being the last one picked! You’re staying with me- with us now...o-okay?” he coughed, caught off guard by the venom that seeped into his words.

“How romantic~, Koji’s really got it bad for you if you inspired him to say more than just a few mumbles, huh?” Hagakure muses.

“That’s the effect they have on people. Always so attentive to everyone else’s needs, but their own.” Ojiro huffs at your selflessness. They’re good traits to have, but you should be more careful with who you give your care to! You can’t trust just any random nobody. One minute they're your friend and the next they’re trying to take advantage of your kind nature and keep you for themselves!

“T-That’s why we’re here, though! We’ll take c-care of them, forever and ever, r...right? No one will ever hurt you again...I won’t let them.” Koji muttered to himself, face shifting from doe-like with fat tears coating his eye’s waterline to a distorted snarl. Okay, Koji is officially starting to freak you out with this delusional Dr. Jekyll-Mr. Hyde attitude. With you focused on creating an escape plan and the three of them so absorbed in tending to your needs, whether you asked for the help or not, none of you recognized the looming threats hidden in the dark creeping behind you.

What finally caught the group’s attention was the revving of a nearby engine. Your heads whipped just in time to see Iida fire up his quirk and sprint towards your group. “Thank you for taking such great care of our darling for us, my friends! But we’ll gladly take them off your hands now!” Iida shouted over his roaring engines, all the while stiffly chopping his forearms as he practically flew down the hall.

With how unexpected the ambush had been, Ojiro and Koji were unprepared to be slapped back against the wall by a strong, pink...tongue? Confused, you inspected the speeding Iida closer, and only then did you catch sight of a serious-looking Tsu hanging off his armored back.

Iida narrowly avoided barreling straight through you and Hagakure, but the close call caused Hagakure to reflexively loosen her grip on your body due to the surprise. Seizing the opportunity, you ripped your arms out of her hold and shoved her away with your body weight. You spun on your heel to face the invisible girl as she fell to the ground with a yelp and a thud. A grin couldn’t help but sneak onto your face at your vigilance as you went to run from the psychos.

It’s not shocking that you still can't catch a break, even when things go your way.

Tsu’s tongue that had helped you break free moments ago instantly became your enemy as it wrapped around your forearm, harshly tugged, and sent you flying back. Right into Iida’s open arms. Without slowing down, Iida bolted even faster away from their competition as you finally processed that you’d been stolen yet again.

“Oh, come on! I’m not some doll to be tossed around from crazy to crazy!” you groaned as you childishly kicked your legs around in vain. Iida’s strong grip didn’t let you get as far as you’d like to though. He smiled fondly at your tantrum.

“What?! No fair, you guys cheated! We caught them first!” you heard Hagakure cry out in the distance, her pleads slowly drowned into whispers as you were carried farther away.

“Don’t worry, (Y/N), we’ve got you. Kero kero~!” Tsu attempted to console your irritation with a gentle nuzzle of her cheek to yours.

“Yes, my love! There is no need for you to fret any longer, now that we’re here!” Iida chortled.

“Huh, somehow it doesn’t make me any less stressed that I’m held captive against my will by two crazy, lovesick teenagers. I wonder why!” you grunted sarcastically, wiggling around as much as you could in his muscular arms, your voice ricocheting around the winding halls of UA.

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~ Timeskip ~

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The trip to wherever Iida and Tsu took you was an awkward one for sure. Most of it was spent with Iida running like his life depended on getting you wherever you had to go, and you fighting against their “love”. Among your empty threats and sarcasm, Tsu and Iida could not stop fawning over you! From your features, to your hair, to your “endearing” attitude and “witty” words. It was like they couldn’t find a single thing wrong with you. Their behavior was nerve-wracking, to put it lightly; it made you realize that the news wasn’t simply hyping up how dangerous this love virus truly was like you’d originally imagined.

When all of this began, you thought it was just some practical joke, like the world was poking fun at the medical community or something. Come on, an “obsessive-love” virus?! It sounds like something made-up from a cheesy romance novel or from some pre-teen’s overactive imagination. It didn’t help that the information of this wide-spreading disease was first introduced to you by the online-addicted, meme-connoisseur, King of Pranks and Jokes, Denki Kaminari. You, like many of your other classmates who he blabbed to about this wacko virus that had snuck its way into Japan, brushed off his ramblings as him being pervy and wanting to blame his inappropriate actions on the made-up disease. Guess you should have taken his words to heart now that you’ve got multiple infected young pro heroes thirsting after you, including Denki.

In fact, you should’ve started noticing the virus had seeped its way into your school weeks prior to now. Not just because of the whole fiasco with Deku and Bakugou before the Purge began, or the thing with Kirishima and Todoroki either; your oblivious ass should have noticed the many lingering eyes on you a long time ago. How a week ago Uraraka clung to your arm with tears in her round eyes and told you she never wanted to be apart from you again. How Jiro snapped at Denki supposedly getting too cuddly next to you on the bus, pulled you aside after the ride, and wouldn’t let you leave unless you swore you’d never think about dating a dunce like him, even though you promised the two of you were only friends. How Sato bribed you, knowing your sweet tooth, to spend lunch with him by baking special desserts only for you to prove his “devotion”.

You assumed Uraraka was lonely and simply wanted you to walk her to her next class. You laughed off her desperate plea and pinky promised you would never willingly leave such a nice girl like her, pretending the vibrant pink hue in her eyes was just a reflection from her rosy cheeks. In Jiro’s case, you thought she was just worried about you! Friends get worried for each other all the time, right? It wasn’t weird to assume she was just looking out for you; not that Denki’s too bad of an influence or undateable, she just cares for you...a lot apparently. Okay, the last event is almost inexcusable to not be concerned about, but you were so hungry and Sato’s such a good baker! The brownies he made you were too tasty to resist, so you ignored his strange wording and accepted his gift. You still have no regrets about that.

Tumbling through memories, you didn’t register Iida rounding the last corner and finally slowing down from his run. You were sucked out of your brain when you recognized the ginormous door and equally obnoxious painted “3-A” to match. You squirmed in apprehension, fearing the unknown of whatever laid beyond that door. You were very tempted to beg Iida to steal you away in a different direction, but were brought through to the other side before you could peep a protest.

“Iida, you’re back! Did you find--OH! My darling cupcake, you’re back!” the unmistakable cutesy voice of Uraraka squealed in delight from inside the room. You watched as her emotions did a complete 180°, shifting in brief seconds from utterly bored sitting at a desk to springing up and her excitement bouncing off the walls. She practically beamed herself across the room at you and grabbed your face with her padded palms to inspect every inch of you, an overjoyed expression stamped on her round features while ditzy sighs leaked out of her grinning mouth. The neon pink swimming in her eyes caused by the virus was still present and only seemed to drown her better judgment the longer she stared at you.

“Glad to see you made it back in one piece, especially with our lovely escapee in tow,” the stoic voice you recognized as Todoroki congratulated. You heard a few seats scrape backwards as the rest of the party joined Uraraka to stand at your arrival. You looked past the bubbly girl blocking most of your vision at the crew shrouded in darkness. Air choked in your throat as you realized who they were. Standing inside the classroom was Todoroki, Momo, and the one who had started all this mess by calling your unsilenced phone and revealing your safe spot, Izuku.

“Hello, darling! It’s so good to see you again after being apart for so long. Sorry that meanie Bakugou scared you so much earlier that you ran from me. You understand that I was only trying to...calm you down, right? You’re always so stressed out; I was trying to be a good...friend and help!” He pouted in fake sympathy, curling his pointer finger a few times to beckon Iida further inside. Uraraka drifted out of his way and Tsu hopped off his back to allow him to march into the room, toward the desks the rest of them were surrounding. Iida places you down with a knightly kiss to your forehead and let the other crowd around.

Pushing down the sting of embarrassment in your chest when you met Izuku’s heart-filled eyes and mischievous smile, you instead focused on the others who you were equally startled about seeing. You mushed through puckered lips and pinched cheeks as Uraraka grabbed ahold of your doughy face again, “T-Todoroki? Yaoyorozu?! I-I thought you guys were busy--,”

“Busy dealing with Tokoyami and Shoji?” Todoroki finished for you with a brush of your hair behind your ear.

“We were, sweetness! Though after a while, once we all realized you’d snuck away from us, and the fight quickly dissipated,” Momo rolled her eyes, “Bakugou was the first to run off. He dropped his aggressive battle with Tokoyami almost immediately and sprinted out the entrance doors and to the right, cursing that we were ‘only slowing him down’. He didn’t even stop to thank us for forming the search party to find you, how rude! As soon as the rest of us realized why he left so abruptly, Shoji and Tokoyami turned tail too, going the opposite direction of him.” Momo retold the past while perfectly braiding your hair into cute styles.

Todoroki picked up from where she left off, “Yaoyorozu and I met up and decided to band the rest of our group together to search for you again. That wasn’t nice of you to leave without a goodbye like that, (N/N).”

“We heard through the grapevine that you’d scurried off to one of the higher levels of the school,” Deku took over, “so I sent Iida and Tsu to survey the area. And look what precious cargo they brought back~,” he teased while placing a small boop to your nose.

Deku’s Cheshire grin widened, “Speaking of, precious, did you enjoy my call from earlier~? Or my text, perhaps~? Shoto and Momo told me the chime from your phone was not only adorably you, but was also the perfect beacon to find you. Isn’t it so wonderful that (Y/N) wanted us to find them so badly that they purposefully left their ringer on?” Izuku asked the group.

“Wait- I-I didn’t--,” your brain blanked at his words and you sputtered to protest against his false accusation.

Ochaco gasped, “You left it on for us to hear? Oh, darling, how thoughtful! I love you so much!!” She cried, circled her arms around your waist, and squeezed like you were her last anchor to reality.

“Kero, they’ve always been the sweetest~, it’s good that this nasty Purge doesn’t change that, kero~,” Tsu mumbled and snuggled against you in blind content.

“No, no- that wasn’t what--,” you wanted to plead your case, but the feeling of their constrictive holds weighing you down suffocated your argument.

Iida kissed the top of your hand, “Of course, the perfect wordless plea for our affection! Such a charming way to go about it, always so creative!”

Momo and Todoroki didn’t speak up through the other’s crazed confessions of adoration, for they knew the truth of what really happened, how you evaded them and their efforts. Nonetheless, you felt their hands possessively latch onto your body, soundless threats to not oppose what Izuku said.

“Please, it’s not--,” you tried for the final time.

“Then what was it, if not to show us you care?” Deku challenged with an “innocent” tilt of his head. The tugging and squeezing halted from every angle as they all stared you dead in the eye to explain your defiance against their care.

“I...well...,” you dryly coughed, looking away to try and think of an answer that wouldn’t make you look helpless or meek. It hit you when you looked ahead and saw Izuku let a barely noticeable smirk slide on his lips with everyone’s attention now on you and not him. You’re cornered. Anything you say will make you look bad. If you deny him and say you forgot to turn off your ringer, they’ll come to the conclusion that you’re too forgetful to be left on your own and you’ll be put on lockdown. If you agree with what he said, you’ll be lying, but they won’t care; all they’ll focus on is that you “wanted” them to find you and you agree you “need” them.

He set you up to fail before you could even think of saving yourself.

That sneaky, little, son of a--!

“Aw, look, they’re so flustered after getting caught, they can’t even speak! So cute~ Always so shy around us, (N/N)~,” Izuku giggled, a dark look coursing through his eyes. The group nodded at his words and easily fell back into immersing themselves in your safety. Barely able to get your two cents in, they continued to pet and play with you like a doll for a seemingly endless amount of time. Their worries reminded you of a mother stressing about her newborn child, except they were no parents and you certainly weren’t going to resign your freedom to being their lovechild!

“Oh, angel, you must be tuckered out from all that running about! Here, drink this~,” Momo fretted. She shoved a cup of potent elixir inches from your lips. Its overtly sweet aroma crashed into your senses and nearly made you gag. Glancing down at the strange pink concoction, your face scrunched up in hesitation at the way the liquid swirled and spiraled around the glass, as if trying to hypnotize you into drinking. The light-headed feeling you got from inhaling too much of the intoxicating scent was another huge red flag that this would completely destroy any sensible part of your brain.

In short, there is no way in hell you’re drinking this shit. You’ve gotta get out of this prison full of yandere guards as soon as physically possible!

You plastered on your sweetest smile to escape suffering the side effects of whatever that drink would cause and chirped at the woman, “U-um...no thank you! I’m not that thirsty right now...”

“Dear, you don’t have to deny your needs for the comfort of others, kero. Stay hydrated.” Tsu croaked from the comfort of your neck.

“N-No! It isn’t that at all! I’m just not-,” your squeaked as you felt a chilly hand slide down your back and leisurely wrap around your waist.

“You’re not comfortable voicing what you need in fear of inconveniencing us. We understand, but it’s pointless worrying.” Todoroki cut in.

“Cupcake, you’re not a bother to us! We’ll always take care of you, no matter the cost~,” Uraraka swooned. With unexpected strength, she manhandled you onto her lap and buried her face into your shoulder blades. Busy pushing you to drink the elixir, tickling and poking at your sides to get forced laughter as if it would help encourage you to trust them more, no one expected a trio of knocks to emit from the locked classroom door.

Your captors’ heads simultaneously shot over to the door at lightning speed. A dropped pin could be heard with how silent they’d all become. It was obvious they weren’t expecting the company since the light-hearted giggles that once filled the room fled the scene as they listened for any signs of their darling being in danger.

“Did you invite anyone else here to join our group, Midoriya?” Todoroki accused.

“Why on earth would I do that, Shoto?! No one else should know we’re here with them!” Deku hissed.

“Well, it’s not the most secluded or unknown spot in the whole school, now, is it? In fact, we’re here almost every day, couldn’t have picked a less visited place?!” you sassed. A hand slapped against your mouth, stopping your bad mouthing, and you rolled your eyes. Cowards. You know you’re right.

“Whoever they are, like hell I’ll let them near our baby!” Uraraka lashed out as her arms wrung around your waist and clamped down in an obsessive rage. All the oxygen you breathed in shot out of your lungs from the strength of her grip, dispelling the lineup of snarky comments you had mentally prepared.

“Calm down, Ochaco, no one’s taking (Y/N). Who’s there?” Iida acknowledged those behind the door with his ever-professional demeanor.

“Friends! We’re here to propose a compromise.” the stranger behind the intrusion reconciled. You wanted to sigh, this couldn’t mean anything good for you.

Glancing over at Izuku, his eyebrows were furrowed in contemplation, but ultimately, he nodded at Iida to let these “friends” in to show their faces. The unimpressed sneer doesn’t leave his face even as Iida strides over to the door and pulls it open. If you thought the constricting hands on your body were tight before, they’re nothing compared to the stranglehold confining your body to the desk when Iida neared the door. You almost couldn’t breathe! With Uraraka strapped onto your back and waist, Tsu locking her arms around your neck, Momo surrounding your huddle to protect you further, and Todoroki and Deku standing in front of you like statuesque bodyguards, you could hardly see who came into the room; the only indication of life being the pitter-patter of a few pairs of feet. Shimmying as much as you could, you got a glimpse at the strangers.

There, at the front of the classroom, stood Aoyama, Sato, Koji, Ojiro and Hagakure, guessing by her recognizable shoes and floating gloves.

Fuck.

“What do you want?” Deku sneered, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Whoa! Watch the hostility, Izuku, we’re only here to negotiate for something all of us want. There’s no need to start a fight over something that can be talked over.” Ojiro reasoned.

“Of course I need to be hostile! You don’t know how long I’ve-- we’ve waited to have (Y/N) with us. That is, I am assuming what, or rather who, you five want to negotiate over.” Deku defended.

“You can try and take them, but I wouldn’t recommend it. You won’t get far against us.” Todoroki fumed, the temperature in the air fluctuating between swelteringly hot to frigidly cold to the point where you almost began to sweat and shiver at the same time.

“We aren’t trying to take them from you,” Sato denied, “What we’re saying is we want to share them with you.” The room hushed as if forbidden words had been uttered for the first time in centuries.

“Come again?” Iida mused.

“We want the fighting to stop altogether. We figured that if all of us come to an agreed arrangement, and follow a set number of rules, we could all have them without worrying someone else might steal them! Plus, with all of us working together, we could protect them from anyone that threatens their security forever!” Hagakure cheered, no doubt a wide smile stretched across her face.

“We’re perfectly capable of protecting them ourselves from anything and anyone.” Momo growled behind you like a wolf protecting her pup from dangerous hunters.

“W-we know and understand that,” Koji gently prodded at her resolve, “but...for how long? How long can you continue to fight against the rest of the class? And what if even more suitors become infatuated with them further down the line, will you be able to handle them too?” Somehow the group's hold on your body became stiffer as Koji stuttered out his claim. You noticed the three boys ahead of you grow anxious in their body language at Koji’s words, alternating heels to carry their body weight, swaying back and forth, glancing back at the rest of the group.

“If it continues to be this chaotic every time our darling walks into a room, their safety cannot be guaranteed for the long run. Our class does have more than a few powerful nutjobs in it. Wouldn’t it be better to have them on your side rather than fight against them?” Ojiro fabricated. It was obvious the seed of doubt had been planted in their minds due to the group's collective silence. You were wonderful, it was inevitable for more people to fall madly in love with you on top of those who’re already pinning for you. How long could they keep the others at bay before possibly losing you to other competition?

“So, what exactly do you want?” Deku reiterated, less malice wound through his tone, like he was actually considering their plan.

“To work as a team, mon amie,” Aoyama mused, “Let us care for (Y/N) the same as you do; be near them, protect them, love them, and we promise to defend them with our lives against anyone who opposes our agreement to work together, such as a certain...I don’t know...Kacchan?” Deku tensed at the mention of the delinquent, but you watched Aoyama’s face to witness his grin widened at the boy’s reaction. He knew exactly how to push Izuku’s buttons to get him to operate how he wanted.

Your kidnappers brewed in the dead air of the room as they looked back and forth at each other. Some seemed more inclined to the idea than others, but inside you were panicking. There’s no way they could seriously be considering the notion! If they did, your freedom would be sucked down the drain, you’d never be alone and wouldn't be able to get away before the Purge ended. You’d be doomed to be their plaything, and the worst thing is that it’d be legal. Since all actions committed during the Purge are permitted, you wouldn't be able to get any help from your family, friends, or the law if the yanderes still have you in their hold once the 24 hours are up. Even though you don’t want it, that’s exactly what they crave, and they’re the ones who’ve got you under lock and key.

“Well, Izuku?” Sato coaxed after a few minutes. Izuku’s blank face caved into a cunning grin. He broke his protective stance blocking you to walk up to Aoyama.

“What?! You can’t be serious, Izuku!” Uraraka cried.

“If you don’t agree with this, you can try your luck out there,” Deku threw his head back to gaze at her, his forest green eyes glowing in the moonlight as he pointed toward the door, “I figure the rest of our team agrees that, while we’d rather not share our darling, it will be easier to take care of them working together.” Uraraka huffed at his challenging tone, backing off and subconsciously loosening her hold on your body.

Deku closed in on him as Aoyama chirped out, “Deal?”

Your heart sank into your stomach as Deku shook his hand and sang, “Deal!” You’re never getting out of this “Love (Y/N)” cult. You’ll need a miracle to get you away from these creeps!

Luckily, or more like unluckily, for you, a “miracle” is exactly what you got.

From above your seat on the classroom desk, something speedy cut through the air creating an audible slice. Before you could see what caused the noise, thin strips of paper coiled around your torso to swaddle you like a baby. You struggled against the bindings, but due to sticky residue keeping it stuck to your skin and clothes, you realized it was tape rather than simple paper. Your kidnappers had no time to act as you were yanked off the desk, knocking down the girls around you from the strength of the pull and their loose hold on you. You were hoisted into mid-air as you thrashed around, trying to get free but also wrap your head around what the hell just happened.

From above, you heard a cocky voice leer, “Oh, my bad for knocking you head-over-heels, girls! You were just in the way of my goal!” Your cocooned body was flung up to the ceiling with another rough tug. You braced for the rough impact of a hard wall, but were instead caught by a pair of lanky, but sturdy, arms.

“Hi, angel, fancy seeing you~! Come here often?” an obviously love-infected Sero teased as if this was the optimal time for sly jokes. Tape had fastened around your mouth during his assault and made you unable to properly sass him, but he knew that, so he giggled at his rhetorical question and quickly pecked your forehead as his answer.

“Sero!” multiple voices screamed at him. He gave a nasty side-eye to the outraged students below before he observed you, and a mischievous smile crept onto his face when a wicked idea came to mind. You mentally sighed as you knew, judging by his upturned expression, whatever plan he had imagined could lead to no good.

Sero pecked your warm check, making it as overexaggerated as possible, and quipped at the fuming students below, “Guess I reeled in the Grand Prize from the claw machine, huh~?”

“Hanta, if you know what’s good for you, you’ll bring them safely back down to us right now.” Sato grunted.

“Or else we’ll be forced to kick your ass as punishment.” Uraraka growled at the unwanted guest.

“Hmm. I have a sneaking suspicion that you’re gonna try to kick my ass even if I do give them back to you. Just a hunch. So...no thanks! I’ll be keeping this cutie.” Sero taunted as he childishly kicked his legs around.

“Sero–,” Deku seethed before he was interrupted.

“Hurry up, tape dispenser, we ain’t got all day for you to be making a fool of Deku!” a gruff voice snarled from above you two. You craned your neck as far as you could, only to see Bakugou, Kirishima, and Denki all grinning down at you and Sero from the floor above.

“Nice work, Sero! Duct tape fixes everything, per usual!” Denki played.

“Yeah, great job,” Kirishima cheered, “Hurry up here so we can manly protect them!” If your jaw could drop, it’d have already fallen to the concrete floor below. Surprise surprise, looks like Bakugou did know how to gather and work in a team. We’ll see how long that lasts.

“Uh, manly?! We’re here too, rock-for-brains!” a shrill voice proclaimed somewhere behind Kirishima in the room. Seems like there are even more yanderes that you couldn’t see waiting to get a bite of you up there. This nightmare keeps getting better and better.

“Yep, I’m coming, idiots. Help (Y/N) up first.” Sero boosted up your wriggling body, “hmm”’s of protest leaking out of your taped mouth.

“Women can be manly too! Woah, watch all that squirming around, hon’! We know you like to fight our love, but we can’t have you writhing out of our arms and falling down that hole to those unmanly perverts again.” Kirishima lightly scolded with no real malic behind his words. He circled his big arms around your restrained form and hoisted you up onto their level. Kirishima felt so warm and safe compared to the cold, stale air of UA High’s concrete confinements, plus the fear and anxiety built up after running away from all those yanderes had tuckered you out more than you thought. You hate to admit it, but you couldn’t help giving in and lean in a little deeper into his comforting embrace.

“Save that fighting, dumbass. After that stunt you pulled earlier when you ran away from me, I’ll give you plenty to squirm about later, firecracker~,” Bakugou rasped, a different, dark, nearly sultry look zinging in his eyes. You whimpered and scooched further into Kirishima’s muscular hold to escape whatever devious plans Bakugou had in store.

“Bakugou! Stop it, you’ll freak ‘em out if you continue. Besides, I certainly don’t want to deal with those idiots chasing our asses with not only a confused, but scared, darling flailing in our arms.” the unmistakable heady voice of Jiro spat at the hot-head. As Bakugou cussed her out, you took the chance to assess your new captors. Denki grabbed Sero’s hand and hauled him out of the ceiling of the floor below, Kirishima continued to snuggle into you as if you gave him the strength to move mountains, and Jiro and Bakugou bickered between the two of them like they were first-years all over again. They were a strange group personality wise, but a powerful one most normal people would deem too macho to mess with. Except, your whole class is full of juggernauts like them, so what’re you to do when all of them want you as their own personal chew toy?

You leapt out of your thoughts as a delicate, calloused hand laid on top of your head and began petting your hair. Looking in the direction the hand stretched, the pinkette Mina was on the other end dopily smiling at you.

“Ugh, I knew their hair would be the softest thing ever~!” she squealed in delight as her cheeks bloomed a darker shade of pinky blush.

“Yeah, and it smells incredible too. Like vanilla and strawberries.” Kirishima bonded with Mina. He took a deep inhale to savor your scent and the reverberation of it in your ear had you shivering at his closeness. She brushed a lock to her face and sniffed, nearly squealing again with how much bliss she felt that the love of her life was finally within her grasp. Being in such intimate proximity with the two, you spotted the tell-tale neon pink dancing around their irises and confirmed the whole group are currently infected.

“Hey, guys,” Denki spoke up and broke the group’s individual conversations, “as much as I’d like to cuddle and enjoy Sparks there, we should probably book it. I doubt Deku and the others are very happy we took them back, they’ll come looking for us.”

After a brief moment of the group sobering up, Bakugou scoffed, “I hate when you’re right, spark plug. Get up, extras. Let’s get moving.” Denki’s whines against him being “too mean” being lost in the scramble to run for a new spot to store you.

“Kirishima, do you--,” Sero asked.

“I got them, bro! Leave it to me.” the sturdy boy grinned.

“Pardon my reach.” Kirishima forewarned you with a giddy smile. His hands grabbed your hips and lifted you over his shoulder as if you weighed like nothing more than a grape to him. His arm hooked around your knees so you wouldn’t fall or try to escape off his hulking shoulder.

“Be careful with them, Kiri! They’re not a sack of potatoes, they’re our baby!” Mina urged.

“If you touch them inappropriately in any way before we find a safe zone, I will make sure you won’t live to see tomorrow after the Purge. Got it?” Jiro foreboded, her earphone jacks swiveling up to point at the boy like cobras ready to strike.

“Ha, got it loud and clear, Jiro!” Kirishima chuckled with a thumbs up, either obvious to her threats or chose to ignore the insinuation that he’d break his “manly code of honor” to cop a feel. The group started their sprint for safety out the door and in a random direction with you fruitlessly shimmying around on Kirishima’s shoulder, hanging your head in defeat at the mess you’d gotten yourself stuck in with not even a few hours of the Purge gone by yet.

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~ Timeskip ~

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Hurried footfalls and pants resonated between the dark hall walls as your kidnappers dashed through the labyrinth of your school. Bakugou led the pack with you in the middle of their protective circle, the others running beside Kirishima. They clearly knew where they were going as little conversation was started, most of the spoken words being Bakugou barking out orders to the others. Weirdly enough, you hadn’t encountered others from your class when running around, just miles upon miles of empty corridors and deathly still stairwells. You groaned in discomfort at the increasing soreness on your lower stomach due the awkward position you’d been forced to lay in for so long. You were facing behind the group on the rock boy’s shoulder, watching where you had been, so you had no idea where they were dragging you off to. All you knew is that they went down a few staircases and you’re located somewhere on the bottom floor of the school.

“Nearly there. Keep your guards up, dunces. We’re not the only ones lurking out here.” Bakugou instructed. Heavy breathing was the only answer to his instruction, but he didn’t seem irked by their lack of response. Like him, they knew more members of their class were somewhere in the shadows, and it was probable they’d find you before the Purge’s countdown struck zero, so less noise made would be for the best.

For a couple minutes more they continued at a hushed pace, until you heard Bakugou alert the group with a quiet whistle. The running came to an abrupt stop, and Kirishima and the others backed away from the center of the hall to press themselves against the wall. You attempted to whip your head around to see what they’d froze for, but a pair of hands gently cradled your face to stop your erratic movements. The warm hands belonged to Denki. You watched his uncharacteristic poker face as he stared at something in front of the group. You didn’t move again in fear something bad would happen if you did.

Through the gnawing stillness, you heard a whispering voice call something out. It was distant, muffled by the cement walls of the school, but multiple pairs of hasty footsteps echoed through the air following after the call. The steps got louder and closer to you. Your captors held their breaths, both Kirishima’s and Denki’s grips on your body parts grew ridged, attempting to chain you to them for eternity. Eventually, the loud voices and fast running faded away as they sped on past your group. The air grew less tense and nearly peaceful once again, like it never happened.

Holy shit, it just hit you. That was a close encounter with another group who were no doubt chasing after you.

Your group stayed put for an extra minute before relaxing away from the wall they sewed themselves to. Denki sighed in relief before looking back at you with a bright smile. He teasingly stuck his tongue out at you and winked, kissed your nose, and slowly let your soft face fall from his palms.

“That was close. Too close.” you heard Jiro fret in a whisper.

“Yeah, but it's expected. The rest are getting desperate.” Sero insisted.

“Whatever. Let the dogs whimper and whine for their lost master. It’s free entertainment. They’re not getting (Y/N) back either way. Besides, don’t lose your heads, we’re here.” Bakugou muttered, walking a few steps away from the huddle.

Everyone went quiet again as you heard a metallic screech of a heavy door opening. A few seconds of nothing passed, until someone murmured the words, “All clear.” Kirishima shuffled on with you in tow. He walked through the open door you heard before, bending his knees to make sure you didn’t get hit by the top of the door frame. Very considerate of him since he grew more than a few inches after your first year at UA. As he and the others behind him walked inside, you looked at your new terrain.

Above the door you just entered was a sign, which had the word “Gymnasium” inscribed on its metal surface. Great. You’re in one of UA’s many on-campus gyms they use to train the up-and-coming hero students. Somewhere your class visits quite regularly. You rolled your eyes; what an “inconspicuous” safe zone they’ve chosen.

Man, these guys have got to get better at finding sneakier hiding places to crash. It’s so bad that you nearly want to help them pick the spots yourself!

You watched the last few people in the group slide through the door Bakugou held open, him slink into the gym, look from side-to-side probably scouting to see if anyone tracked them, and skillfully latch the door closed once the coast was deemed clear.

The glossy wood floors reflected the low light of the moon shining through the scattered windows and lit up vacant space. Only a few lone bleachers and a humming water fountain stood in the room’s vast emptiness. You wanted to smile at the fond memories the gym brought back, but couldn’t muster it past the ache in your heart.

Years ago, this was a place of excitement, of experimentation and fun. You and your class were practically fumbling babies learning how to navigate the world of pro heroes. Dreams were shared, goals were surpassed, but the most important part was everyone was happy. All the fear of dealing with the League of Villains and other dangerous foes was forgotten whenever you had your friends by your side, to encourage you to do your best to kick villain butt and celebrate it later. That reality seems like so long ago, you almost don’t remember the feeling. Now...it just feels awful to think about them. Your classmates, your friends; they’re desecrating your fond memories by acting how they have without even realizing it. You can’t imagine what it’ll be like after all of this Purge nonsense is over and done with. Could you even look any of them in the eye after everything that’s happened? Or after everything that might happen? After all the trust they’ve broken? How the reality of them tearing your freedom away is a possibility all because of some shitty love-virus?

You’re not sure yet.

But—though they’ve hurt you, you still want to help cure them of the disease. It’s not their fault they got contaminated. They’re the people you grew up with, a few of your closest friends and the people you care about more than most. They’re still good people, just misguided because of this infection. You’re not going to leave them like this.

Something bumping into Kirishima jostled you out of your internal self-pity. Both Denki and Mina’s whines circling around you reeled your mind back to the present.

“Come on, Kiri! You’ve had them for so-o-o-ooo long now! Let us have a turn with them!” Denki moaned while tugging Kirishima’s arm.

“Yeah, put our cutie down,” Mina pestered and leaned in close to your face, “You wanna hang out with us, right, doll face?” Before you could shake your head in anxious denial, you felt Kirishima’s arm detach from behind your knees and robust hands on your hips again. You let out a muffled cry of distress as your body slid down, thinking you were going to fall, but you were instead manhandled off his shoulder and forcefully sat down onto the hard surface of a bleacher.

Kirishima moved his hands to your shoulders, “There you go, hon’. Comfy?” He sweetly crooked his head to the side, but all you could focus on was the way he caged you in with his muscular arms. Unable to give a response due to the tape gag, your stare into his scarlet eyes, which was quickly broken as he was shoved out of the way by greedy hands.

“My turn~!” Mina cheered. She swooped behind you faster than you could blink and yanked you onto her lap. She nuzzled her face between your shoulder blades and giggled in content.

“Wait, why do you get them in your lap?! So not fair!” Denki griped.

“Uh, it so is, Kami! I won rock-paper-scissors, remember?” Mina exclaimed, resting her pink chin on your shoulder. You mind boggled, ‘They had a contest over whose lap I would sit in? I don’t know if I should feel flattered or concerned.’

“She’s got ya there, dude.” Sero jested. He patted the pouting boy’s back.

“That witch cheated.” You heard Denki mumble to himself.

“Or maybe you just suck.” Jiro came up behind him and smacked the back of his blond head. He yelped at the cruel slap as she walked over to you and Mina on the bench. She sat down to the right of you with a satisfied sigh, resting her side against yours, loving the warmth you radiated.

The rest of the group, excluding Denki because he was busy whining at the slap’s stinging pain and the “uncoolness” of how he was being treated, followed the ladies’ lead to take a seat beside you. Jiro to your right, Sero on your left, and Mina behind continuing to pin you against her. Denki, seeing the group ignoring him, huffed in frustration. Shooting over to your side, he scrambled to the floor, shimmed in between your legs, and eventually reached his goal of resting his head on your inner thigh. Your face heated up tremendously at the sudden breach into your personal space. Muffled whimpers of distress seeped out of you that alerted the others to your predicament.

“Denki! You perv!” Mina shrieked.

“OI! Get out of there, idiot!” Bakugou barked, and you’re pretty sure you heard him mutter under his breath, “Or, at least, share.”

“What,” Denki smirked up at the hothead, “jealous, bomb boy~?”

Bakugou deadpanned, “As if I’d ever be jealous of you, extra. Out now.” he snarled at the coy teen.

“Wow, what are you, Bakugou? A scolding father?” Sero snickered.

“But I don’t wanna,” Denki whined as he shoved his face further into your thigh, drawing another squeak out of you, “it’s so warm and cozy. Think I’ll stay here awhile~,” he wrapped his arms around your knee, becoming a human handcuff. If looks could kill, Bakugou’s glare would have disintegrated Denki to a pile of ash ages ago.

“Alright, move it, Pikachu, before our cutie dies of embarrassment. Or before Bakugou kills you and scars (Y/N) forever.” Kirishima sighs. With a tight grip on the back of Denki’s shirt, he lifts the electric boy up and away from between your thighs. Kirishima drops the flailing hero to the shiny floor on your left.

“Ow! Ugh, fine. Until next time, Sparks~,” Denki winks at you and snuggles up to lay his head on your outer thigh. You aren’t sure if you should look forward to this “next time”.

“Aren’t you two going to sit down? We’ve been running all over the place since the start of the Purge.” Jiro mused as she ran her fingers through your messy hair.

“Oh, I’m good! Standing feels better, like I’m ready to protect or use my quirk if I need to. Gotta keep them safe. It’s the manly thing to do!” Kirishima activates his quirk and clanks his knuckles together with a wide grin.

“Hmph. Same here. I’ll blow those extras to hell and gone if they even try to come close.” Bakugou’s palm crackled with his quirk, adding to the dread of his already unsettling threat.

“Speaking of running all over the place,” Denki stole the conversation, “Doll, I gotta say, it was so fun to watch you dash around the school~!” he cooed while gazing up at you. Your eyes shot down to meet his mischievous smile, confusion etched all over your face.

“My bad, beloved, this idiot doesn’t know how to explain anything. Doofus over here is trying to say we’ve been…keeping an eye on you since the start of the Purge.” Jiro chimed in.

“Didn’t know left from right, which way was the right way to go,” Sero’s breath against the side of your face caused you to jump at his closeness, “So helpless and alone. Glad we saved you when we did!”

“‘Cause we knew the rest were just as eager as we were to get their mitts on you! Took us forever to round you up since someone in this group thought they knew better than the rest of us. He kept trying to save you for himself!” she fake coughed and muttered, “Bakugou.”

Before the short-fused boy could tear her a new one, she sped into what other creepy confession of stalking she had, “But Sero’s right! There’s no telling what they could have done to have you…What they could do.” Mina pondered while burying her nose in your neck. You huffed and rolled your eyes at her exaggeration. They wouldn’t do anything to hurt you, they’re your friends! Your relief slowly waned as a nasty thought drifted through your mind, ‘Well…I figured, even if the virus was real, they’d never get infected. Now look where we are…’

“What lines they’d cross.” Jiro insisted she leaned her head on your unoccupied shoulder. You shook your head in an attempt to clear the unearthed doubt. They wouldn’t truly hurt you; you knew that! ‘But look at the position you’re in now. Kidnapped, tossed around, treated like a trophy to be won…,’ Fear clamped its icy grip around your throat tighter than any of Sero’s tape ever could. Would they seriously hurt you to satisfy the obsessive cravings overthrowing their conscious minds?

“What boundaries they’d push.” Sero ran his pointer finger up your side that sent a shiver down your spine. The more you listened to their words, the more anxiety crept into your brain. Their strategically planted seed festered in your mind, corrupting the previous image you had of your friends. You felt afraid. Scared of them and for your safety. Why didn’t you feel confident in your skills as a hero-in-training anymore? You’re strong, your talents are still there, you didn’t just magically lose them or your quirk! But you felt…weak? You don’t know, maybe all the stress of running around tonight, losing your friends to this illness, is starting to catch up to you. It’s messing with your head…

“(Y/N), you saw how they acted back at the auditorium. I was only trying to get you away from that birdbrain, octo-weirdo, and Deku’s little nobodies. They’re dangerous. You couldn’t see that,” Bakugou cautioned, a gentler look dancing in his new neon pink eyes as he peeked at you over his broad shoulder, “Tch. Typical. You care about those insignificant extras more than your own safety.”

“Woah, Bakubro, chill! You know that’s just how they are,” Kirishima jumped to defend you, he always does, “That’s why we’re here to help you, hon’! We won’t let them take you again. I’d rather…I don’t know…uh…oh! I’d rather give up being manly and say Tetsutetsu is stronger than I am then do that!” Kirishima stated with a slam of his fist to his pec.

“Woah, Kiri! That’s quite the declaration! You’d do all that for this singular cutie here?” Denki egged him on, shooting up from his seat on the floor to his knees, wrapping his arms around your torso to cradle you close.

Kirishima gave a hearty laugh, “Of course, dude! Anything for the love of my life! My one and only! The keeper of my heart! The river to my…uh…mountain?” his speech shortly fell off as his brain desperately racked for more metaphors. The group burst into a fit of joyous laughter. Denki and Sero fell to the ground from their intense howling, Jiro and Mina clutched their sides from their cackling, hell, even Bakugou snickered at Kirishima’s cheesy proclamations.

You looked at the lot of them, smiling and near hysterical, and unconsciously let a quiet giggle slip past your lips. This is what you remember being around your classmates; hearty laughs shared between a blooming group of friends is what makes life worth living. You wanted to stay in this warmth, not go back out there where everyone is fighting tooth and nail against each other.

“Oh, love~! That laugh was the cutest thing ever! Kiri, keep acting dumb so they giggle more!” Mina mushed her cheek against yours as she squealed at your lovable nature.

“Okay, first, ouch. Words hurt, Mina. Second, I’m not dumb! That’s just how I am!” Kirishima pouted. A momentary silence fell over the group as they deadpanned at Ejirio’s reaction.

“You kinda are dumb, bro.” Sero quipped.

“Yeah. Wait, I got it! He’s a himbo!” Denki exclaimed. That comment sent the three of them into another fit of laughter. You couldn’t help but laugh along with them.

“Like you’re one to call someone dumb, dunceface.” Bakugou playfully sneered at the electric boy.

“What’s a himbo?” Kirishima muttered to himself in confusion.

Sero wheezed from lack of air in his lungs, “Uggghh. Nevermind, Kiri. We’ll tell you later. Owwww my sides!” Sero’s hand unconsciously drifted up your side which caused you to jolt at the unanticipated touch. Him, noticing this reaction, focused on you again and smirked.

“Oh~? Is our angel ticklish?” the dark-haired boy provoked. Your heart sank as you frantically tried to deny his claim. The rest of the group caught onto his game and quickly circled in for the kill like sharks in a feeding frenzy.

“Oh~? We really lucked out with you~!” Mina cooed. You felt heat rise to your face in nervousness as desperate muzzled curses tried to redirect their attention from your weakness. You stopped mid-protest as another fleeting touch grazed the sensitive parts of your neck. Your shoulders shot up the best they could to try and protect yourself as Jiro drifted her hand back to her side with a malicious grin stretched across her cheeks. She laughed at your endearing attempts to deny them their fun.

“You’re way too easy to tease, love~,” Sero’s honeyed tone made you jump in your seat.

“But that’s what makes it fun~!” Mina sang with glee.

“And you all the cuter~,” Jiro whispered. You whined in distress, but the noise fell on deaf ears. Poking and prodding, they tested what made you squirm, giggle, shriek, and everything other reaction they could steal from your body. They were merciless in their pursuit to know what made you tick. After a few minutes, you looked over to Bakugou and Kirishima with tears in your eyes from the forced laughter wrung out of you, ready to fall to your knees and plead them to stop their friends, but you realized that wouldn’t work either. Judging by Bakugou’s cocky smirk and Kirishima’s giddy smile, they were content keeping quiet to watch their friends wring you dry of every noise and movement they could get. All of them had you feeling dizzy from the drowning-amount of attention they gave. You didn’t know how long you could handle their wandering hands and sugared words before passing out due to sheer embarrassment.

Though, you didn’t get the chance to faint as the gymnasium door was practically destroyed open.

“KACCHAN!” a furious voice roared across the room. ‘Oh shit,’ you panicked, unconsciously trying to sink back into yourself due to fear of the sheer rage in the boy’s tone. There’s only one person who calls the explosive quirk-user that, and you really don’t want to be in the vicinity of their inevitable bone-breaking fight. Mina squeezed you closer to her, preventing you from shimmying away.

Across the gym floor, stood Deku and his virus-mad motley crew, Iida, Uraraka, Momo, Shoto, and Tsu. His body glowed with sparks of lightning dancing around himself, explaining why the door was nothing but splinters now. He looked pissed. There were very few times you saw him this upset, and considering you’re the root cause of his annoyance towards his friends made you more than a little frightened. As you investigated your classmates behind the green-haired boy, you noticed they all shared that similar infuriated expression. This was not going to end well, but which party would reign victorious in the end was unclear.

“Heh. You’ve got a lotta nerve showing up here, Deku. You never know when to give up when you’ve lost.” Bakugou glared at him. All Deku did was give a twisted grin, one that mimicked a friendly aura but subtly twitched due to how forced it had been.

“Thought you knew that by now, Kacchan~! What can I say, you can’t get rid of me~,” Izuku taunted, stepping into the room with his buddies following closely behind.

“Yeah. It’s annoying. You’re like a damn cockroach.” Bakugou spat, Kirishima lurking closely behind him.

Izuku laughed, “Yes, yes, I’ve heard that from you before. I feel like we’ve been down this lane too much too often, don’t you? So why don’t we cut to the chase, hmm~? Long story short, you have someone I want,” he drawled while leisurely waltzing across the shiny floors towards your captors. Denki, Sero, and Jiro all stood up from their seats to join the two boys ahead to create a barrier in front of you.

“OMG, there they are! Hi, darling~~~! Miss me~?” a cutesy voice echoed. You gasped when you recognized that as Hagakure’s voice, she’s here?!

“I’m sure they did, Hagakure.” No way, Ojiro too?!

“It’s likely. They’d miss any of us compared to being with that brute.” a deeper voice added. Hang on, was that…Tokoyami?!?! No…are they…? It’s as if your worst nightmare came to life as you watched seemingly all of your classmates pour into the gym one after the other. Koji, Shoji, Tokoyami, Sato, Aoyama, all of the people you’d encountered beforehand on this dreadful night filed in and were facing down your current keepers.

“Wow,” Denki marveled, “The whole gang’s here. Like we’re having a party or somethin’!”

“So, you’re all working together?” Sero tested.

“That’s the plan.” Aoyama answered.

“I see,” Sero quipped, “and how long do you say ‘til it falls apart?”

“Falls apart? What are you suggesting? That we’ll–,” Shoji hissed.

“Jealousy is quite the nasty thing,” Mina implied, picking at her nails, “Very dangerous. Not hard for a group to break up over a…difference of opinion later down the line. I’m just looking out for our baby! Don’t want them falling into the wrong hands, you know?”

“The only ‘wrong hands’ they’re falling into right now are yours.” Tsu dared.

“Let’s make this easy. Hand ‘em over, and this mix-up will all be over! We’ll leave you alone to go about the rest of your Purge unprovoked and unharmed.” Momo persuaded with a gentle smile.

“Yeah, right, Yaoyorozu! Like we’d be that unmanly and not put up a fight!” Kirishima barked out a chuckle.

“But they’re not yours to have possession over!” Koji wailed, frustrated tears building up in his eyes.

“What, like you do?” Denki scoffed.

“We had them first.” Shoji, Tokoyami, and Dark Shadow spoke up.

“And look lost them,” Jiro snarked, “but by that logic, we had them last, so we get final say what happens to them.”

“Not happening.” Shoto quickly shot down Jiro’s suggestion.

“Save your breath, Icy Hot, people who actually have something of value to say are talking!” Bakugou sneered. Shoto crossed in front of Deku over to Bakugou and grabbed the outspoken teen by the collar.

“You’re really gonna try that, Bakugou? You really think you deserve their kindness? Their love?” Shoto threatened, the chill from his quirk activating sent a shiver down your spine.

“Yeah, I DO! I sure-as-hell deserve it more than your ungrateful ass!” Bakugou snarled, the unmistakable POP POP of his quirk firing off from his palms filled the tense air.

“Back off, man!” Kirishima tried to usher Todoroki away from Bakugou. Deku and Iida were fast to Shoto’s aid as they closed the distance between the opposing groups.

“He’ll back off when you give us what we are due!” Iida got in the redhead's face. The amping hostile energy flinging around the room caused everyone to crowd closer to the commotion, all parties on edge and waiting for a fist to fly or a quirk to fire.

While all the chaos stirred within the clashing groups, no one noticed a quiet presence slip into the stadium.

“What a mess we’ve got here.” the voice of the final member of Class 3-A echoed around the gym. Everyone stopped their bickering to acknowledge the intrusion, and all saw Hitoshi Shinsou slouched against the opposite wall a few yards away. Your classmates upped their guard at the intruder, no one willing to answer him due to that powerful quirk of his.

Of course, our ever-unafraid Bakugou is the first to pipe up, “Ha?? What’s speech-freak doin’ here? He with you, shitty nerd?”

“No. Not yet, at least.” Deku grumbled to his rival, straightening out his hero uniform and turning his body to fully face the purple-haired boy. Shinsou pushed himself off of the wall and slowly sauntered over to the group. He never failed to remind you of a sly, cunning cat weightlessly prancing around dark alleyways or behind people’s backs.

“What’s the issue?” he asked.

“Um…you trying to say you haven’t noticed all the crazy shit that’s been going on around UA for the past few hours?” Denki raised an eyebrow.

“No, I have, idiot,” Shinsou groaned, “I’m nowhere near as dense as you.” The witty joke caused a giggle to ripple through the whole group, much to Denki’s despair, but it surprisingly sparked hope in your heart. They laughed! Maybe they’re not as mad as they were a few seconds beforehand…maybe…maybe Shinsou could stop all this! Slap some sense into the love-crazed students! You let out a few muffled cries, succeeding in getting his attention. As well as the rest of your classmates’. Even though Shinsou definitely noticed your struggling, he didn’t say or do anything about it, just stared at you in your tape bindings. You tried to yell louder, but Mina assumed you were only acting up and cooed sweet nothings in your ear, like you were a fussy baby.

Deku grabbed the attention of the room, “We were trying to work out a compromise to get (Y/N) back, but Kacchan’s being difficult. He’s not handing them over.”

“I’m not gonna hand them over to a nobody like you! They deserve better than that cruel punishment.” Bakugou cursed. As soon as the tension left, it came right back with Katsuki’s harsh insults. You groaned at his overwhelming audacity. His lack of social cues was truly baffling at times.

“Punishment?! We’re trying to save them from this! From you!” Uraraka seethed.

“We’re beyond worried that they’ll be hurt staying with that group,” Ojiro explained to Shinsou, “Too much could go wrong without us there to intervene.”

“Understandable. They’re only concerned, boom boy. Can you prove to them you’re not going to hurt (Y/N)?” Shinsou countered.

“LIKE I’D BE THAT CARELESS, EXTRAS! They’re the most important thing in the world. Their safety is much more significant to me than any of yours.” Bakugou ranted.

“Really? Wrapping them up in tape and dragging them several feet in the air through a hole in the ceiling somehow doesn’t scream ‘safe’ to me.” Sato objected.

“I was totally being safe with them! I’d like to see you try that with your quirk, Sato.” Sero defended himself.

“Yeah! And I didn’t see any worry about safety when Tsu practically ripped them in half from Hagakure, Ojiro, and Koji while Iida was speeding down the hall like a maniac!” Kirishima snapped with his sharp teeth gritted tightly together.

“Didn’t look like anyone was concerned in the auditorium either!” Mina added.

“We didn’t start it,” Tokoyami exclaimed, “You three were the ones hunting them down like an animal at the start of the Purge.” He pointed to Momo, Shoto, and Bakugou. Shoji didn’t verbally respond, but he nodded his head in agreement.

“We searched for them because Bakugou and Izuku scared them into hiding right when the Purge started!” Momo answered.

“Don’t try that, Yaoyorozu! You’re lucky I even agreed to help you find them! Not like you would’ve gotten close without me.” Bakugou warned.

“We would’ve found them sooner if you two hadn't gotten greedy and tried to take them for yourselves.” Shoto commented, looking directly at Deku as he said those words. Guess he has some bottled-up aggravation concerning Izuku.

“Careful who you point your finger at, Todoroki,” Uraraka and Tsu got in front of Izuku, “We’re working together, remember?”

Everyone had somehow become extremely aggressive, even more so than before Shinsou arrived. Your classmates crowded closer and began arguing with one another, bickering, accusing their friends of stealing the limelight, blaming everyone else for the actions that had caused this mess, everyone pointing fingers around for the mistakes that had been made. This was escalating into dangerous territory; if this energy kept up, it wouldn’t be long until someone let loose of their quirk. All you could hope is you wouldn’t be caught up in the crossfire.

Your eyes flickered around the angry faces, trying to see if anyone had at least some bit of cohesive thought left in their infected brains, until your eyes landed on Shinsou. You were going to look away, distracted by the increasing volume of your friend’s yelling, until you stopped and really looked at him. As Shinsou was always level headed and a non-expressive individual, you thought his face would be one of concern or maybe even annoyance due to all the racket, but all he expressed was a satisfied eyes and a wicked smile. Your heart plummeted to your stomach for the nth time as you realized, watching his eyes swirl in pink glee, that this was his plan all along. Be the last to show up in the fight for your love, waltz into the fiery conversation being calm and collected, play a bit of ‘therapist’, and watch in delight as his questions send the group into a downward spiral of greed and chaos.

“Darling~,” Hagakure’s voice invaded your foggy brain, causing you to jump, “Woah! It’s okay! It’s just me. I’m gonna pull you off her lap, okay? I’ll get you out of here, away from all these scary people~.”

“HEY! Back off, Hagakure!” Mina jumped into action after hearing her quiet voice. She yanked you away from the invisible girl onto her opposite side.

“Kero, Hagakure, we agreed we’d do this as a team! Stick to the plan,” Tsu protested, quite literally hopping over to you and wrapping her hands around your shoulders. She tried to pull you away from Mina, but the pinkette just held onto you tighter.

“Not cool, Tsu! Get off of Sparks!” Denki zapped over to the frog girl and tried tugging her away from you. The arguments halted as the room’s attention was back on you. You were quickly swarmed with the obsessed students, hands grabbing your body anywhere and everywhere they could, everyone trying to get the advantage against the others all at once. Resentful words and threats were flung in every direction, everyone participating in the madness. Your head spun with the uncomfortable amount of people fighting for your attention and the multiple pairs of hands holding onto you, but you were also afraid that everyone would go through with the threats of violence they promised. You hummed with worry, trying to warn them of the devious plan Shinsou was no doubt brewing, but if anyone could hear your muffled pleas over the shouting, no one cared to stop and listen to what you wanted.

“Enough! You’re not going to shove me out of what I deserve this time, Kacchan,” Izuku yelled over the sea of madness, “Just accept that I’ve won!”

“Won?! You think you won?! HA! Last I checked, losers don’t get the prize, shitty nerd! They NEED us! They NEED ME!” Bakugou exploded.

“I’d rather die than let you touch them with your filthy hands again.” Todoroki spoke in a gravelly growl. Everyone tossed in their own threats against the group after Shoto spoke, until a tiny voice begged the final question.

“But who does (Y/N) really belong to?” The seemingly innocent question rang out like a delicate bell chiming in a gentle breeze.

Every one of Class 3-A’s mouths worked faster than their jealous brains as they all shouted out at the purple-haired genius, “ME!”

And the room goes dead silent as nearly every member of Class 3-A is now fully under the mind control of Hitoshi Shinsou.

“Hmph. You guys made that too easy for me.” Shinsou chuckles at the vast horizon of slack jaws and dull eyes that stared back at him, awaiting command.

“Thought at least Yaoyorozu or Izuku would catch on, but I guess our darling just has that kind of mind-numbing effect on everyone. They’ve got that natural kind of gentle sweetness everyone goes braindead for, heh.” he continued, flicking Aoyama in the forehead as he walked past.

“Everyone,” Shinsou began his first command to the group, “stop crowding around (Y/N). Back away from them. I want to see them.” Without a beat of hesitation, the rest of your classmates wordlessly took a few generous steps back to cease surrounding you. You’re sure that all of them are mentally screaming endless curse words and plotting all the ways they could terrorize the boy for this heinous act, but none of their faces expressed that. Not a speck of personality could be found in any of them, all of them had turned into blank canvas void of emotion. That scared you to your core.

Shinsou slowly closed the distance between you two. You tried everything you could to squirm away, to run from his unwanted affection, except Mina was still strapping you to her chest. With her strong arms firmly fastened around your cocooned body, it left no room to navigate an escape route.

Hitoshi reached your seat on the pink girl’s lap, crouched down so you were face-to-face with his neon pink infested eyes, and smiled, “Hi, little escapee~”

He cupped your trembling face and brushed a strand of hair behind your ear as he spoke with a pout, “You’ve sure been busy tonight, keeping these fools entertained for so long. I know I took forever to get here, I’m sorry about that, but I’m proud of you for waiting for me. I’ll be sure to reward you for being so patient and brave. You knew I was looking for you though, right? I’d never let them actually succeed in taking you away from me.”

“When you ran for a safe spot at the beginning of the Purge, I knew they’d track you down eventually, so I simply waited. Saved my energy for when I knew I could steal you right out from under them. I watched them chase you from floor to floor, through rooms and stairwells. It was awful. Absolutely shameful that they’d put someone they call their “darling” through all that trauma,” he kissed your forehead, “But that’s over with. I’m here now, and as long as I’m here, I won’t let those idiots drag you through anymore of their silly games ever again.” You let out angry cries as you thrashed in your seat. You can’t believe you thought he’d try to help you. Of course your last hope was disease-ridden as well. It’s a miracle that you’re not showing symptoms of their virus either, could you be immune somehow? Or maybe you’re not a hospitable environment for the parasite…either way, mentally theorizing about the virus’ infection protocol didn’t stop Shinsou from carrying on with his plan.

He commanded Mina to, “Release (Y/N).” She immediately loosened her arms around you and let them flop to her sides. Before you could flail away, he cradled his arms around your back and under your knees, and lifted you off of Mina. His grin stretches at the adorable yelp that comes from you.

You’re rendered defenseless as he casually saunters away from your zombified classmates, your body elegantly trapped in the sticky tape, sat neatly in his strong arms.

Unable to leave without one final gloat, Shinsou turns back to smirk at the students, “All of you were wrong earlier, by the way. It’s me, dumbasses.”

Suddenly, a cocky voice chuckles behind the mind-controlling boy, “I wouldn’t be too sure about that, kid~...”

~ To Be Continued… ~

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[secretqueennacho]

suspect

summary : the whole ua suspected you of being a traitor , but you've had enough

You stood there shocked , not knowing how to process that your teacher and classmate just doubted you being the UA traitor. Tears streaming down your face. The inquiry was done, they had forcefully checked your Dorm room for specific reason. NOTHING, there was NOTHING that proves you're guilty. The doubt and furrowed eyebrows of everyone towards you; was now gone. They seem to believe you know, that you weren't the traitor, you should be relived right? they believed you in the end, they aren't gonna doubt you again, will they? It's been clear, you have their trust.

Or do you? Simple answer is, you don't have their trust, you never had, you never will. Despite everything you've gone through, they still didn't believed you. You had to prove your loyalty again and again, it shouldn't have been that way, in the first place. It was a hard time to digest that you were the only student that was indirectly been tested to prove yourself . but you turned a blind eye to it, you loved them, you treated them as a family, was ready to kill or be killed for them, you did put on your life in the line for them not once but twice. Then what made them question your loyalty? What made them question your admiration for being a hero? . They trust you now, Only because you haven't been found guilty, not because you told them on top of your lungs to trust you. It's always gonna be that way isn't it? You have to keep proving your self again and again, nothing is gonna change, the cycle will remain going. You sob, not trying to hold back the tears, while Izuku approaches to comfort you, you take your steps away from him, and you look at Aizawa, your voice breaking

You -“your appearance, your society status, and your quirk Doesn't matter, as long as you have a good heart and admiration for your goal. That's all it takes to be a good hero. ” that's what you told us when we first came to UA didn't you Sensei? Why the rules changes when it comes to me?

Aizawa knew he had extremely hurt his student, but this is not the first time, he knew you Swallowed all the pain before but today seems you've had enough, today might be the breaking point, he knows your back has reached the wall and this time you're gonna push back. Aizawa tighten his fist, feeling the heavy guilt, he tried to hold back his tears, Aizawa - Y/N I know, it's hard for you to.... Look, we had our doubts and it had to be cleared.

you- oh it is clear now? Might Come back after a week or two.

izuku tries to hold your shoulders but you shove it off.

You- should've shown your concern before I was proven innocent.

Izuku - it's not like I doubted you Y/n, your my friend.

Y/n - yeah, well you didn't felt necessary to speak up for me either, none of you did, you call me “friend”? Bullshit.

Shoto - Y/N we believe you, we really do, it's just sensei had a list of people he had doubts on....

you - And I'm always on top of it,WHY?

You ask Aizawa while sobbing and wiping your tears. Aizawa looked guilty, he had nothing to say it's always been like this.

Bakugou - Y/n calm down. Don't let your rage take over, you might hurt someone with your words.

you- oh look who's speaking? These words doesn't suit your mouth,you are the one who's running his tongue everywhere,your seriously telling me this while I'm being treated like trash? I put my life on the line for all of you, and in return, I can't have your trust? You guys call me a “friend” and none of you fucking trust me.

Mina and denki were just staring blankly at you, not knowing how to react because you're saying everybit of the truth.

Krishima - pebble listen to....

you - save it for later, kiri.

You look at Aizawa, he's looking down, like he knows he did something terribly wrong. You feel Exhausted by the thoughts running through your mind, you sigh ..

you - was it my quirk?

Aizawa brows furrowed , he looks at you?

Y/n - was it my dangerous quirk, that made you doubt me, or was it the fact that my Father was a villain?

Aizawa finally let's his tears escape his eyes, he doesn't know what to answer, because the truth is none of them could bring themselves to believe that you are such a good hearted person because of your shady past. When you don't get an answer from him , you kneel down on the floor,by then you were a complete a crying mess.

you - it was, wasn't it? You guys couldn't believe that I'm not like my father, or that I want to be a hero despite my villain like quirk.

Iida and izuku tries to make you stand up, it was visible to everyone that. this day totally broke you into thousands of pieces.

You - don't fucking touch me, I don't need any of your sympathies. You guys never believed me did you? Never, even for once? Ochako? Tsyu? Momo? Shoto? Katsuki? Kiri? Mina? Denki? None of you have ever believed me. You start sobbing hard again

You- i put my life on the line for you all Dammnit. MY FUCKING LIFE, and that wasn't enough for you? I was your first thought as the traitor? Wasn't I sensei? Aizawa doesn't answers.

you - speak back, I deserve to know? Despite all I have done for you all, why am I always on the doubting rudder, you say you had your suspects, then why tf your inquiry starts and ends after checking my room? You question them as loud as you could but all there is silence.

you - I'm not gonna fight for something, I'm never gonna have. You don't trust me, and now I don't trust you either.

Izuku - what?.... What are you trying to..

you- I don't think people around me who have this mentality can help me become a hero.

Bakugou - tch.. l/n no, we agree it was a mistake, calm down, don't take your decision out of rage, don't be the past me,

you - I've made my decision, and it's not changing.

Kiri - pebble you can't do this.

You just let them speak because you feel too tired to answer. You look Aizawa in the eyes

you - my transfer letter will be on your table.

Izuku - n/n no,

you - and katsuki this decision is not out of rage, it's out of failure of gaining all of your trust. what I shouldn't have tried for in the first place.

#mha deku #dekusquad x reader #mha #bakugou katsuki #midoriya #midoriya izuku #kacchan #deku smut #dekushima #deku midoriya #deku x y/n #yandere deku #mha x you #mha x poc!reader #mha x oc #mha x y/n #mha x plus sized reader #bakugou fluff #bakugou x y/n #bakugou smut #bakugo katuski #bakugou x deku #bakugou headcanons #bakugou x reader #kirishima #todoroki #red riot #bnha #kirishima hcs #kirishima eijirou

[thatonedeadchick]

How would yanderes TodoBakuDeku(poly) react to reader doing a tiktok challenge of calling another dude cute? I’d LOVE to see their reactions

Yandere Todobakudeku reaction!! (Poly)

Darling calling another guy cute prank

Lord have mercy on you; you poor darling.

This poor baby is going to CRY! He was having a day just the two of you and you had to go and say that the guy across the street from you was Cute!

He would have gotten out and snapped the guys neck if he wasn't curling in on himself with nagging voices calling him worthless and unworthy of your love.

If you don't tell him it's a prank he will cry to his husbands about it, and then you'll have to deal with a disappointed Shoto and a very angry Katsuki.

So either you NEVER do this prank, or immediately tell him it's a prank and never ever do it again. 💗

"Oh uuh umm funny; funny joke babydoll..."

Oh now you've done it!

As soon as you said " DAMN THAT GUY IS HOT!" it was over. His eyes twitched, his jaw clenched, and his hands went hot.

How. Fucking. Dare. You

He just sees red, and thanks to it being late at night and no one is out besides hookers, villains, and druggies so he starts to pick up speed and going right for the guy!

So you might wanna yell to him that it was just a prank and that he and your husbands are the ONLY men you find attractive!

If you don't he WILL run that guy over, go back, and run him over again. Then you'll go home have a scarily angry Katsuki, a very disappointed Shoto, and an Izuku rocking in a corner mumbling to himself about how you still love him and you aren't leaving.

"Don't you EVER say some stupid shit like that to me ever again!"

As soon as you say those words "oh my~ isn't that guy so handsome?" It feels like his whole world just shattered, and he is scared because while his first instinct was to run that man over, his second was to grip you by the hair and scream at you to take it back!

But he doesn't; instead, he is scarily quiet. He memorized the face of the man; Drove steadily home, and kept an eye on you the whole way home.

Now, this is where you have two options; you either have to tell him it was a prank RIGHT NOW, or once he is home you are getting a very unpleasant welcome home.

He'll take a deep breath get out and drag you by the hair back into the house calmly explaining what happened and by now it's too late to tell him it's a break, he then will lock you in the basement and will track down the man and kill him.

"Yes. I suppose he is.... Quite...handsome..."

Overall, it isn't going to go well.

And if all three are in the car when you say this, it's like all hell has broken loose!

Katsuki is screaming trying to run the guy down, Shoto is sitting quietly as he grips your hand as a warning of the punishment that will be coming to you later and Izuku is crying begging you to take it back all at the SAME TIME!!

so I really wouldn't recommend it...

#yandere bnha #yandere bnha x reader #yandere deku #yandere izuku midoriya #yandere bakugo katsuki #yandere katsuki #yandere todobakudeku #yandere todoroki #yandere shoto todoroki #yandere dekusquad

[love-toxin]

stuffing the second

a/n: it’s been a couple weeks since darling discovered the reason for their friends’ odd behaviors, and in that time she has adjusted to the domestic bliss of her holiday vacation. for the most part.

parts: 1

warnings: female reader, u.a university au, established relationships, jealousy, yandere dekusquad, oral, fourway, pregnancy/breeding mention, unprotected sex, cum eating, creampie, lingerie, panty kink, alcohol, voyeurism, masturbation, teasing, dirty talk. 

word count: 9.2k

"Wake up, sleeping beauty.."

The corners of your dream world swiftly started fading into darkness, and the little streams of light that filtered into the room warmed your face, enough that your eyelids fluttered open slowly and you were privy to the one who was calling your name in such a sweet tone. 

The warmth of the sun on the earth was nothing compared to Ochaco's, her eyes holding enough light to put it to shame, and the way she cherished you like a fire that blazed so hot that it might burn. But even if she did, you had no doubts that it would be the most glorious end to go down in her flames. 

"I was waiting awhile, you know...you're so cute when you're asleep."

Her giggle filled the otherwise quiet room, with only the heater thrumming softly in the corner to cut the silence. She trailed a fingertip over your forehead and curved it downwards to catch a strand of your hair, so she could tuck it back behind your ear and lean in close to catch your lips in the process. She must have taken off her mitts before you woke up, you realized, as you remembered the night before when she was so embarrassed to be seen putting them on...but you found it rather endearing, actually, and the thought brought a smile to your face that Ochaco eagerly leaned in to even more. The soft, wet sounds of her tongue slipping past your lips resonated in your chest, and her cold fingers reaching below the sleep shirt you borrowed from Izuku only stirred that feeling up even more, your gentle moans muffled into her mouth once she started palming at your chest…

Bzzzzzz!

The two of you jumped with a start at the noise that broke you both apart, her hands retracting back in shock before you realized what it was. Ochaco's phone vibrated frantically on her nightstand, Shoto's face stuffed full of noodles lighting up her screen with each ring. Your hand fell to rest on her hip, sympathy clear in your expression as she sighed and reached over to pick it up--and when she held it to her ear, she turned her attention back to make a few kissy gestures at you for your amusement. 

"Uraraka, have you seen-"

"She's with me. What is it?"

Your girlfriend cut Shoto's question short, the sigh from the other end of the line one of deep relief. He had a few issues with separation, so a call like this was in no way uncommon--though it would usually be through your cellphone, which probably lay dead back in your room where you'd left it the night before. 

"Tell her to come downstairs. It's an emergency."

This time it was her turn to heave a sigh, and she pinched the bridge of her nose in a gesture that made it clear how thin her patience was running. Which, when it came to Shoto, came to a much sooner halt than some of your other companions. It often seemed like an uphill battle to keep the bickering between them to a minimum. 

"She's busy. Did you set something on fire?"

"No...I want her to make me breakfast." 

Though the shock of his blunt honesty brought a soft giggle to your lips, Uraraka scoffed and returned his awkward sentiment with a scathing edge to her voice that would cut a lesser man like a knife. 

"Are you kidding me? You're twenty, Shoto. You can cook for yourself."

"But I have work to do today...besides, I'll just burn everything."

And of course, the way he spun his words into a whine tugged at your compassion, much like a sad little puppy would make you want to pet it and bring it home. With a gentleness to your touch, you reached out and plucked the phone from your lover's hand, who just seemed more than glad to have an escape from the conversation as a whole. 

"I'll be down in a few minutes, okay Sho?"

You hadn't yet realized you still had a sleepy tinge to your voice, a yawn breaking your sentence but not interrupting your smile as you heard him perk up on the other end. 

"Thank you. I love you so much." 

He could have spoken for so much longer, or just sat there and listened to you breathe, but you exchanged sweet goodbyes and tapped the little icon to end the call, before handing it back over to your girlfriend. 

"I guess we should get dressed, huh?"

It was a gentle nudge to allow her to roll off the bed first with another sigh, so you could climb off afterwards and lower your feet to the cool wood beneath you. Ochaco had her complaints, but she kept them to herself as she often did, either so she wouldn't cause conflict or so as to not ruin the mood--and you liked that she had such a passionate streak that she would defend herself if the time came to it, but you appreciated it immensely when she refrained from doing so, specifically when it came to her squabbles with Shoto. Otherwise it could blow up into a hot mess that you weren't keen on cleaning up by yourself. 

The two of you dressed yourselves in relative quiet, save for the humming of her space heater and when you paused to share a kiss or two, and once you'd pulled on the clean set of clothes you'd strategically left in Ochaco's room for cases like this, you let her open the door for you and both of you made your way down into the main floor of the dormitory. And not only did you find Shoto waiting there on the sofa in the common room side of the floor, but Iida and Izuku had also meandered downstairs to join him, the three sat in their respective places as some cheesy holiday special of a show played on the tv. 

You hadn't said a word or greeted them with a "hello", but Shoto's eyes were laser-guided towards you and he propelled himself off the couch in quite the grand hurry, his pace slowing only as he approached you and you took his face into your hands for a kiss. 

"Good morning, Sho."

"It is now." 

His temperature tended to fluctuate the longer he stood by you, as you had come to understand, and this time his fingertips left trails of heat down your arms as he ghosted over them, before finally clasping his hands over yours and holding them up to press them to his lips. It was moments like these that made it hard to believe you had ever felt lonely, or that you might never find love. Now it stared you in the face through four pairs of eyes each day, and even though they had their own difficulties with themselves and each other, you knew you wouldn't want to have it any other way.

Shoto kissed your forehead this time, his lips a hot pinprick against your chilled skin, and over his shoulder Tenya piped up to mention that he'd already put rice in the steamer for you. 

"Oh, thank you! I'll get started, then. Does anyone want anything special in their miso? Izuku, do you want an egg with yours?" 

With the prospect of breakfast planted in his mind, Shoto managed to detach himself from you and returned to where he had been sitting, with Ochaco following close behind to stay as far from the kitchen mishaps as she could, clumsy as she could often be. And while Izuku responded with an eager yes and the other two asked for leek in their soup, Tenya pulled himself off the sofa with a grunt and an offer to give you a hand. 

You were just lucky that the shared kitchen was big enough to accommodate more than one cook at a time, as even standing at the counter side by side you felt as though Tenya's stature cast a shadow over you, despite him doing something as simple as chopping vegetables while you started making the broth for the soup. Izuku had shown you pictures of all of them in high school, and he had certainly been tall back then--but you wondered if Iida had always been so big, to the point that his stature intimidated other people before they even heard the way he spoke. 

"Bring your legs up...I don't want to crush you."

A memory flashed across your mind in an instant, Tenya's glasses set aside and his hair mussed from your fingers running through it, while the ache in your thighs and the warmth of his hands propping up your knees shuddered through your present body. 

"That's my good girl, taking me so well…"

The furious heat that rose to your cheeks had distracted you from your task, and you rushed to turn the heat down on the stove so that you could put in the tofu and the vegetables. Iida making a mess of you had become a much more frequent occurrence, but then again the same could be said for all of them--you hadn't spent a night without someone in your bed since that first encounter two weeks ago, and based on how intense all of their passions could become, you doubted you would ever sleep alone again. 

"I-It's funny, it kind of feels like I'm one of those moms in movies, cooking for all my children. I like it, though."

In an effort to steer his attention away from your reddened face, you chuckled at your own comment, the thought alone making the situation much sillier. You could barely handle all of them at once as adults, so you could only imagine how chaotic they all must have been as children, much less if they were all together. 

"Do you...want children?"

But Tenya's question knocked that thought clean out of your mind, your common sense blanking as you processed such a simple idea. You weren't oblivious to your friends' behaviors when it came to you, and you were aware of how Tenya was especially determined to go without proper protection, though at the time you had hoped and believed that it was just a kink of his. You had always thought that you didn't really want children so soon, though that was also at a time when you weren't exactly swimming in romantic prospects. So hurting his feelings with an outright no wasn't an option in your opinion, but based on his actions, saying yes might propel you into a future you weren't ready for yet. 

"...I don't know, to be honest. I haven't really thought about it. Maybe." 

You set the pot aside to take it off the heat and held your breath, but he didn't seem especially perturbed by your answer. The rice cooker dinged at his side and he turned to open it and spoon some into the bowls you had out, the only response being the focused look in his eyes as he patted down the rice. 

"...What about you, Tenya?"

Mindlessly, as you'd done it a few times by now, you cracked an egg into the searing pan you'd left to warm up, doing your best to keep it intact as you let it cook for a minute or two. 

"I'd like to have a little boy. But I'd be happy with either." 

He seemed to have his answer much quicker than you did, which was unsurprising considering how organized and plan-oriented of a person he was. It would make sense that he'd have already thought about such a thing, and despite your anxiety about giving him a straight answer on your own feelings about it, it brought your smile back to think about Tenya cooing and bouncing a sweet little baby. The idea seemed so cute that it might have even swayed your opinion a bit into his favour. 

"Funny, I'm pretty sure I've heard Izuku say the same thing. I think you'd both be good fathers." 

With a tap of your spoon around the inside of the pot, you ladled the miso out into separate bowls and set them aside, before pulling your pan off the heat and sliding your freshly-fried egg atop Izuku's steaming bowl of rice. Upon arranging your breakfast trays, you made sure to add a few extra chunks of tofu into Shoto’s portion, as you knew he liked it--and while the other three chattered away on the other side of the room, Tenya leaned down to take the bowls, and whispered into your ear in the process. 

"You would be a spectacular mother." 

With that, he turned and said not another word about it, and instead called for the others to eat while you stood frozen at the counter. A lump had formed in your throat without you noticing, his compliment repeating over again in your head, and it was only by the chairs scraping against the floor once your friends took their seats that you broke out of it, and brought over your own food to set at the spot you chose. Whoever you sat next to would usually take that opportunity to lay their hand on your thigh under the table, or play footsie if you sat across from them, so by now you had learned to set your place at the end of the table if you wanted to eat with some semblance of peace. 

“Thank you, baby. It’s perfect!” 

Izuku leaned over to peck your cheek, his face aglow with joy as he took his time in savouring his food along with the others--save for Shoto, who already had a mouthful of rice and had started to drink his broth with vigor straight from the bowl. The scene still gave you a chuckle that broke you out of the thoughts whirring in your head, despite Tenya asking your half and half boyfriend to swallow before he spoke, which he still ignored. Breakfast as a whole had become much more lively now in these days of your holiday vacation--you had gotten used to eating alone or having to pick and choose who you ate with when they were all struggling to get along, so the sight of all your closest friends smiling and talking together as they ate warmed your spirit, and gave you hope that it would last long after your other dorm mates came back and your next term resumed. 

"So, does anyone have any big plans today?"

Ochaco's question hung heavy in the air for you, your mood downturning at being reminded of what you had to get done. You'd asked professor Aizawa for some study materials to prepare for the next term, so you needed to finish the last module today--and after that, you had planned to do some cleaning in your room as well as do the chores that were expected of all of you while the other students and staff were gone. Other than that, you might train by yourself or with Izuku in the gym facility, but the laundry list of tasks in front of you made you want to crawl right back into bed. 

"Me and Iida are meeting up with Bakugo and Kiri in Hosu City, and I think Tsuyu might be coming, too. You wanna come, Uraraka?"

Your girlfriend's eyes lit up, and you felt a loving pang in your chest at her eager acceptance of their invitation, since you knew that she hadn't seen her close friend since they were accepted to different universities after high school. Tsuyu was the only one of their previous class that you hadn't met, and part of you wished you could tag along with them. But even though they would absolutely say yes, you knew you couldn't abandon your work here, despite wanting to have a little break away from the dorms for awhile. 

"Aw, that sounds fun! I've got some studying to do, and after that I'm gonna be cleaning. So nothing too exciting, I guess.."

You laughed it off, not wanting to dampen their mood and cause them to consider cancelling their plans, especially since it might be nice to have some quiet time to yourself. However, Shoto remedied that quite handily, as he set down his bowl and cut in before the others could say a word.

"I need to study, too. Can we do it together?" 

Well, it wasn't the private study time you might have looked forward to, but an afternoon with Shoto did seem like fun, and so you agreed with little hesitation. At least you might be able to relax a little more with him there. So as soon as you finished your meal and everyone helped to clean up, you kissed your other partners goodbye and waved them off as they headed towards the train station in the snow, with a promise that they would be back before the evening and they'd bring dinner with them. 

With all the endless barrages of love and pleas for your attention over the last couple weeks, you found that you could breathe a small sigh of relief once they were gone--not because you didn't love them, of course, but because your desire to please them all and make them happy had become an overwhelming task for everything else that you had on your plate. But based on the look in Shoto's eyes once you were alone, and the way he took your hand in his to lead you up the stairs to his bedroom, a feeling stirred in your chest that it would still come to be a heavy load to bear. 

"How many questions do you have left?"

"Just one, Sho."

Your boyfriend stretched out again from where he lay on his bed, his textbooks and papers tucked away neatly to the side while yours were scattered all around you as you sat on the floor nearby. Shoto had finished his work ages ago, and left you completely in the dust as you leafed through your notebooks from the past semester and searched for the answers to your practice tests with military precision. You needed to take your average up by a significant margin if you didn't want to be left behind, and you were more than willing to work towards it if Aizawa was generous enough to give you the practice books--but mercy, you were at your wit's end by this point, and after hours of slogging through your work you couldn't begin to describe how satisfying it was to mark off the last answer to your final question. 

"At last. I'm finally free...kind of." 

You shut your book loud enough that it gave Shoto a start, but the realization that you'd finished had him hauling himself up and getting to his feet while you tossed the text aside, and rubbed your temples to relieve the headache that had slowly been building up. Your work was finished for now, but the cycle would repeat as soon as your second term started in a couple weeks' time, and you could only hope that your scores would be high enough once it came to your final exams...but for now, you elected just to focus on relaxing, and try to enjoy your holiday with your newfound companions. Including the one who had braved the academic storm alongside you, and was now rummaging around in his closet for something unknown until he finally closed his fingers around it. 

Out came a square, dully-wrapped box with a little bow atop it, and it wasn't until Shoto meandered over, pulled you up to sit on his bed, and placed the box in your lap that you realized it was a present. 

"I got you something. I wanted to wait until you were finished, so we could enjoy it together.." 

His low, sultry tone put you off, but your curiosity won out and you carefully undid the clumsy tape job that had been folded over one too many times, before you slid the package out of its wrapping and gently lifted the lid off of the plain white cardboard box. Atop it sat a layer of gold-coloured tissue paper that you peeled away, and when you caught a glimpse of what was underneath it all, your face flushed immediately and you felt your whole body heat up in an instant, and not just because Shoto was sidled up right next to you to watch you open it. 

"It's some work-in-progress hero merchandise...but I decided that you should be the only one to wear it. Do you like the colours?" 

Egged on by the excitement in Shoto's voice, you bit your lip as you picked the lingerie up for a closer look. As he described, the babydoll-inspired top was decorated with a fiery red that burned the same colour as Shoto's left half around the cups, and had a loose, cut front that flowed with pillowy white lace around the bodice. Still sitting pretty in the box were a pair of panties in the same red colour too, however they sported little white bows as well to compliment the half and half design, which you knew was a blatant show of Shoto's ownership over you. The others certainly wouldn't get the same joy out of it that he was at the moment, but then again, this would have to be one of those things that stayed private between you and a select one of your lovers. 

"It's...It's really pretty, Shoto. Thank you."

It wasn't a lie--the little outfit was beautiful, and you could tell that not only was it crafted with an extreme attention to detail, but that Shoto himself must have put a great amount of thought into it to have it made for you. His breath fanned warmly over your ear as he whispered a question, and a deep, lustful passion stirred within you that prompted you to nod and hurry over to the closet so that you could change into it. He didn't need to close his eyes, but he did so regardless for the surprise factor--and once you had slipped it on and adjusted it so that it fit just right, you felt shyness overcome you as you stood before your boyfriend and told him he could take a look. 

In retrospect, you should have known you had nothing to worry about. Shoto's cheeks burned even hotter than your own the moment he pulled his hands away from his eyes, and even though he had been the one to decide how he wanted it to fit on your perfect body, the sight seemed to overwhelm him so much that you swore you felt the room grow several degrees warmer. 

"...You're so beautiful. You're my angel."

Like a man possessed, you flinched at how tightly he grabbed you by the waist and pulled you closer, his knees parting so you could stand between them and be as close as possible. You braced yourself against his chest, your palms sweaty not just from how warm his skin was to the touch, and he kissed you like he was trying to lock you in and never let you go. His eyes roamed every exposed bit of flesh like he couldn’t decide what he liked the best, and in the end he couldn’t choose, because the declaration that you were perfect tumbled from his mouth and left a less than embarrassed smile in its wake. 

His fingertips hovering over the hem of your new panties, he leaned in and started to leave kisses down the valley of your chest, each one cool against your flesh in a way that you knew was on purpose. Recently he had become obsessed with testing the limits of his quirk on you, from heating up his cock while you had sex to freezing the tip of his tongue to make you squirm when he flicked it against your clit, and you had started to wonder where those boundaries would end or if it would ever stop feeling so good. 

"Can I take these off? You look so cute, but…"

Shoto's grip tightened on your underwear, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. He needn't bother saying more, you knew exactly what he was getting at, and you served him a nod to let him know how okay with that you really were. It wasn't any surprise that his touches had already stirred something up within you, and considering that he couldn't hold in a moan as he tugged them down and saw how slick you were already, Shoto was more than happy to tend to you after leaving you so hot and bothered. He beckoned you in to lay down on the bed, and once you stepped out of the panties you'd left a damp spot in, you didn't miss him muttering under his breath that he would leave those for Izuku as he tossed them to the floor. 

Those thoughts were cast aside for the moment, however, once you laid back and watched with a tremor in your breathing as Shoto settled in on his stomach, and rested his hands on both of your thighs to spread them apart and lower his face between them. The warmth of his breath on your nethers prickled the hairs on the back of your neck, but the lustful glaze over his eyes was what sent shivers rocketing down your spine, his expression that of a lion about to pounce on his next meal. 

"The others can do what they want, they can show you their love in whatever way they think is impressive…"

You could practically feel the rumble of his words so close to your flesh, and so low in his throat--but it came to life when he narrowed his eyes and spit against your clit, before rubbing the pads of his fingers into it in slow, soft circles. 

"...But you know who goes down on you the best, don't you, pretty girl?" 

A purr rose in his chest at the sight of you trembling underneath him, your cunt already clenching around nothing just from having him touch you a little bit. He let another glob of his saliva fall from his lips in a strand before it squished against you, and in the meantime, his thumb slid up between your soft lips to gently pinch your little bud between his other fingers. Every movement seemed smooth and calculated, even if it wasn't--Shoto just knew your body so well, he had you melting in the palm of his hand before you even knew what happened. 

"Iida loves it when you suck his cock, but I know he doesn't even come close to me...I bet he doesn't leave you all puffy and wet like I do, does he?"

No part of that was a question. Everyone had their own quirks both power-based and not, and when it came to love, everyone insisted they were the best at something specific. And as loathe as you were to admit it when you wanted to keep a balance, Shoto was right on this front, and he knew it--he could barely keep the mirth in his eyes down while he was rolling your clit between his fingers, and especially not when you bucked the moment he let his tongue slip out and lick up between your parted folds. 

"That's what I love about eating you out--how messed up you look when I'm done with you. Your clit always gets so swollen and warm…"

Raising his head back up to meet your eyes, he gave your little bud one last squeeze before releasing his hold on it, and spent a few moments watching you tremble while giving it a few tender kitten licks. Normally he'd be going overboard, his hands pressed down on your hips to keep you from squirming while he sucked the life right out of you, but today he was in no rush, as it seemed. His fingers hovered over your pussy to trail light strokes down your opening, before he slipped them inside one at a time and sealed his lips over your clit to help you relax a little more. 

He didn't need to bother fingering you in all honesty, you had taken quite the pleasurable beating from an array of your lovers, and when you were this wet you could take his whole cock with ease, both cold and hot. But it certainly didn't mean you didn't appreciate Shoto's methods and his gentleness, especially when the heat of his mouth made your mind white out, and his tongue lapped at you so sweetly you might have met your end right then and there. And his fingers were like a dream as always, all three of them slippery and hot as he stretched you out and searched for the spots he knew would make you mewl for more, if you could even form words at all. Shoto sucked down on you, his teeth just barely grazing your nub, and the clench of your cunt around his hand as you cried out just caused you to leak even more--and after pulling himself off your clit with a lewd pop, he aided himself with his other hand to spread you apart, and felt no need to be discreet as he dipped his tongue inside you and started slurping at your pussy with a ravenous fervor. His lips felt so soft and plush against you as you shrieked and your hips started to spasm, and with nowhere else to dig your nails into, you slid your hands amid Shoto's bi-coloured locks and held on tight to keep yourself even somewhat grounded while he sucked you into another world. 

"Hah...you make such cute sounds…"

Shoto's eyes practically pierced straight through you, his mouth agape for him to pant and your arousal to drip down his chin, the moments between him making a meal out of you feeling as though they lasted forever. 

"Cum on my face. I'll clean up your mess, dirty girl.." 

Though his skills in going down on you were enough to make you see stars, you couldn't help noticing that his dirty talk tended to be a bit lacking, partly in creativity and partly in expression--but it was endearing more than anything else, and the eagerness with which he returned to his task just made you squeal and squeeze his head between your thighs even harder. And he seemed to enjoy it, even, where a lesser man might have told you to stop--his moans rumbled through your pussy as you locked him against you, and though one of his hands was occupied with curling a finger into your sweet spot, the other looped around your leg to keep you steady, his eyes begging for you to suffocate him and drown him in as much of you as he could take. 

It seemed like that would come soon, too--you had just barely been clinging to your self control for a while now, and it only took a little push and one last soft, cool stroke of his tongue against your clit for your lower half to tremble and jerk in his hands. He kept you as still as he could, his grasp on you tight so that you would tremble into his mouth, and he made sure that not an inch of you was left unloved as he coaxed you through your orgasm and into a pleasant afterglow. His muffled praises of "good girl, that's my sweet girl" fell on deaf ears, but the sloppy sounds of his tongue vying for every drop of your arousal did not, until he finally raised his head and let your legs fall limp against the sheets of his bed with the rest of you. Your world flickered and darkened for a moment once you closed your eyes for a breather--and when you opened them again, Shoto's head laid on your chest, and the sounds of knuckles rapping wood roused you from your unexpected nap. 

"Shoto? Are you two still studying? Dinner's downstairs!"

The lilt of Izuku's voice made his suspicion clear at once--he was one of the better-behaved ones about it, but having any of your partners catch you having your alone time with another was always a sore spot, and the jealousy that simmered below the surface would heat up far too fast to be culled if you didn't intervene. But then again, hearing him just outside the door made you perk up, and with a hand on Shoto's cheek to steady him you sat up in bed, and felt the blanket he'd draped over you slide off your naked shoulders.

"Mnh...ah, we're coming! Just a minute.."

With a couple soft paps of your hand against the back of his neck, Shoto finally stirred and rolled over with a groan, his arm still laid over you until you shuffled over and met the cool ground with the pads of your feet. The chill of his room brought the hairs on your body to a prickle, and it was only then that you realized you had been stripped of the lingerie you'd dressed up in just for him.

"Sho, where are my clothes?"

Your panties had already fallen victim to Shoto's desires, but you couldn't recall taking off the top, which could only mean that it must have been snatched after you had fallen into your unintentional sleep. You could already see that he feigned ignorance to his perversion, however, by the way he turned his gaze away and spoke without meeting your eyes. 

"I'm putting them in with my laundry. Just take something from my closet." 

So cheeky. With a quick glance around the room, you caught a glimpse of a familiar shade of green fabric kicked into a pile in the corner, Izuku's hoodie left abandoned with the dust bunnies nearby his clothing hamper. You should have guessed that he would take offense to you wearing anyone else's clothes, but you let it slide for now in the interest of time, and hurried over to his closet to pick out something to make yourself decent with. The most appropriate you could find was a black, loose sweater and a pair of shorts in the bottom that you thought you had lost, the button just barely clasped shut when Izuku's impatience won over and he peeked in around the half-open door. 

"Oh-!”

Despite being the reason for your nudity on so many occasions, his first instinct was to avert his eyes from your almost-naked form, nearly turning around completely with his flushed cheeks until you scrambled to pull on your outfit. Meanwhile, Shoto rose from his place in bed and stretched his arms up over his head, the only part of him still clothed being the rather tight-fitting pair of boxer briefs that he must have stripped down to to sleep in. Izuku’s eyes darted towards your companion, his gaze lingering on the way that Shoto licked his lips...but the moment passed once you grabbed the handle and pulled the door open all the way, to sidle past your boyfriend and head down the hall that led downstairs. 

“What did you guys pick, Zuku?”

You called back over your shoulder, and he only dawdled for a moment in the doorway before following close behind, and leaving Shoto to listen to the two of you as you padded down the corridor together. 

“Oh...just some beef bowl takeout. Do you feel like it? I can always make you something else..”

You were quick to politely refuse, knowing all too well that he would go to any extent if he thought it would make you happy--but you were fine with the choice, and you both chattered away about his visit with your other friends on the way while you wandered out of Shoto’s earshot. 

Your belly full to bursting, you laid yourself out on the couch with a soft sigh of relief, and cozied up to the cushions while the meal warmed you from the inside out. Somehow the stress of completing your tests and the exercise that Shoto had put you through that afternoon had morphed into a fierce, undeniable hunger, one that compelled you to not only clean your bowl but also eat the excess bits of beef that Izuku couldn’t stomach. That along with the wine that Iida had poured for you resulted in a full, heavy feeling that weighed you down and pinned you to the sofa, your hoodie acting as a makeshift blanket as you settled in and closed your eyes…

“Asleep already?” 

This time you hadn't the chance to doze off by accident, though, as Ochaco's sweet voice floated by you, and you snapped back to attention to see her leaning over the arm of the couch. The clinking of dishes and silverware and the soft chatter between Izuku and Tenya as they cleaned up created a mumble in the background, but her eyes locked on to you in a way that made you unable to look away, her steps slow and confident as she circled round the sofa and perched right next to you. You didn’t take up nearly the whole couch laying down, and it wasn't as if she couldn't sit at the end and bring your legs up to rest over her lap, as she often liked to do while you hung out or watched a movie--but this time she was close, so close, and only getting closer as she squeezed you into the back of the couch and laid down so your faces were practically touching. 

“I love it when you’re sleepy. You always get so cuddly…” 

Her fingertips drifted over the little patch of skin of your hip that had been left uncovered by your sweater, and trailed up higher underneath in a way that mimicked what she had tried to pull you into this morning. Ochaco captured your lips in a kiss, but this one felt as though it had no end, as she pressed herself into you and followed your movements at every turn until every breath you took was hers. She pushed your hoodie up all the way to your neck and pawed at your bare chest, and you barely even noticed, your mind drawn in by her comforting scent and the way her knee pressed up between your scantily-clad legs. 

"...Where are your panties? Did one of the boys take them?...Was it Izuku?"

She whispered against your lips, and you couldn't understand how she could tell until you realized she had slipped a hand down the front of your shorts, fingers brazen as they felt for your soft spots and tag-teamed you along with the hand that was palming at your breast. Izuku and Iida both liked to touch them gently, and Shoto preferred to bury his face between them--but only Ochaco knew how much pressure was too much, how gentle she could be without it feeling bland, and the way that you liked your nipples pulled and pinched and played with that would have you soaking your panties, or lack thereof. She wiggled your shorts down your legs with little hassle, you wouldn't have the energy to fight it in the first place if you wanted to--and once she'd found a rhythm to which she touched you, it was only a matter of time before you heard the click of a camera and the soft, fleshy sounds of someone with his hand wrapped around his shaft. 

"How do you feel, honey?"

Izuku said nothing about the hand he had down his jeans, his smile knowing and cheeky as he snapped another photo of the two of you with his cellphone. He stood looming over the arm of the couch with a touch of warmth to his cheeks, and Ochaco didn't even entertain the idea of stopping, her kisses growing deeper instead and her tongue slipping out to lock you in a smothering embrace. 

"Tired, kinda...floaty...and warm.." 

Your words slurred once she broke off, and your voice was peppered with soft breaths, each one a signal to your girlfriend that her fingers were successful in working you over. 

"I think you drank too much, baby. You're such a lightweight, aren't you?"

Izuku teased, and shifted his pants off his hips until they fell into a heap on the floor, and he could move around the side of the couch to come and kneel right by your head. Ochaco sat up for him and moved your limp body about until you laid flat on your back, and once she kicked off her bottoms and straddled your waist the positioning finally made sense, as Izuku motioned for you to turn your head and come face-to-face with the flushed tip of his cock. And while he did so, and you parted your lips on instinct for him to carefully nuzzle himself inside, you were suddenly much more aware of the heaviness of the room as another presence moved about and the sounds of clothes shifting and falling met your ears. 

Iida's weight shifted the sofa cushions as he perched at the very end, his back to the arm of it as he settled in and squirted a little glob of lube out of the bottle and smeared it all over his cock with his hand. He was calculated, meticulous even, with his movements--and he spared no effort to lube you up as well, the tiny dark spot that had collected on the cushions beneath you more than enough to indicate that you were ready. He tugged your leg up to rest over the arm of the sofa, perhaps to get a bit more leverage, and angled his hips down to really sink every inch inside you after he managed to slip the head past your soaking lips. It was not an unfamiliar feeling, the curve of his cock against your pressure points and the warmth with which Tenya filled you when he was aroused--but the naked sensation of bare skin on skin certainly was, even if your head felt too heavy to comprehend why it felt so much more intense than usual. And even if you could, Izuku's iron grip on your hair as he picked up the pace to pound the back of your throat would not let up until it was too late to go back.

"You love it when we do this together, don't you, baby?" 

The bruises were already starting to form, you were sure of it. Izuku was overly passionate and Iida took no liberties when he was fucking you, knowing that you could take plenty of his rough treatment before it became too much. And Ochaco nipped and bit at your exposed neck like a lithe little panther, leaving marks in her wake that would not be so easily covered with a bit of makeup or a scarf. 

"Getting loved on from every angle...you deserve all of it. You deserve this."

He moaned his praises like a prayer, all while he encouraged you to suck and promised that it would make him cum so fast, that you would make him cum in seconds, just because you were so perfect that he could barely stand it. On the opposite end Iida's blunt nails raked down your thighs, his grip losing strength the longer he plunged into your sweet, honey-like pussy--and he said so, filthy compliments mumbled under his breath while he watched Ochaco play with your clit and grew even harder at the sight. Every delicious movement against you made you clench even tighter around him, and you doubted that either boy would last very long at the pace all three of them were keeping up. 

"I'll give you everything you want when I'm a hero! I'll buy you a beautiful home and bring you beautiful gifts...I'll give you everything...e-everything...I have.." 

Izuku stuttered as did his thrusts, his cock swelling with heat and sliding a centimetre or two deeper down your throat each time. He would've cared if you choked but he didn't mind it if you squirmed a little around him, your jaw aching by the way he split your lips open around his length, and because of the fact that you were struggling not to let your teeth scrape his sensitive areas too painfully. That was the least you could do, as there was no danger on Iida's side save for the fact that it felt as though he might slide right into your womb, by the way he battered your pussy like he wouldn’t have another chance to do so. And Ochaco tended to her own needs with your fingers buried within her, movements slick and sloppy as she used your hand to get herself off, and whined into the crook of your neck between soft, open-mouthed kisses. 

Somehow it all felt just like the first time. They were more confident, but otherwise the attention you were paid by the members of your little squad felt very much like you were back in your room that first night, with your heart fluttering so wildly in your chest that you felt like it might explode. Part of you wanted to shy away from the attention, and part of you wanted it all the more--was it wrong to want to be consumed by this kind of love? Would you regret it? Or would you sleep well at night knowing what you knew, and accepting the gifts of your friends even when they were given partly out of spite of the others? Was it truly love that fuelled them, as they said--or was it just jealousy?

Izuku’s panting broke you out of your momentary lapse of consciousness, his whimpers growing higher and higher pitched until they broke into babbled praise--and warmth flooded your mouth within moments, his hips stilling shallowly enough that he wouldn’t completely drown you in his cum. But he certainly wasn’t going to pull out all the way, not until the pulsing of his cock had died down and he’d blown his load in the only place that made his eyes roll back in his head in the process. 

"Y-You don't have to swallow, baby--I know you're still full from dinner. Here," 

Izuku held out his hand, his breathing still heavy from the brief recovery, and it occurred to you without him having to tell you that he was offering for you to spit into his palm. He was a bit more considerate than Iida and Shoto, who both took every opportunity to drain themselves into whatever hole you offered, and Ochaco when she was especially horny and wanted you to lick her clean after she finished. But just as you considered taking his offer, you felt a bit of pressure on your cheek that forced you to turn your head, and your girlfriend parted your lips with her thumb so she could slip her tongue past them. It wouldn't have been such a noticeable feat--but the fact that she was licking up the cum he'd dumped into your mouth certainly was, and swallowing every drop until she was left to suck on your tongue with a muffled moan at the back of her throat. In that moment you couldn't help but wonder that if you could cum like Izuku did, would Ochaco drink it up so feverishly? Or maybe she would take it right from the source, and milk you until you couldn't give her any more, before she arched her back and bucked against your fingers like she was doing at this very moment. Her hips buckled and she slumped atop you once the tremors flooded through her body, though her cunt still spasmed around your sticky fingers, and you felt her limp body rock at the same pace as yours as Iida had his way and yanked you back to meet the growing intensity of his thrusts. 

"Cum,"

He demanded, sweat beading down his chest from the pleasurable exertion. Perhaps he wasn’t sweating from the exercise, but from holding himself back this whole time--unlike the others, you knew he abstained from any sexual endeavors while you weren’t around, which resulted in a very pent-up aggression that made Iida so much more brutal during your encounters. If he was going to cum, he would save it until he had you in his sights...and it wasn’t until he groaned out that he was close that you realized he had never wasted a drop since this all started. 

You could thank your lucky stars that Ochaco had more stamina than the rest, her fingers critical to your orgasm that Tenya would drag out of you otherwise. Much like Izuku would do when he thought you were asleep, she cooed into your ear and coaxed you into letting yourself relax, her declarations of love concerning but calming when they were spoken with such a sweet voice. The moment you arched off the sofa and started squirming was enough of a tell that you were done for, and with an iron grip on your waist to keep you from wriggling too far, Iida finally stopped and grit his teeth to smother any especially foul compliments in front of the others, before letting your body pull him into his end and draw a rumbly groan out from the deep pit of his chest. 

Anyone that might have stayed behind for the holidays would have heard your cry then, the rush of heat that filled you to the brim such a sensory overload that it felt like you might shut down completely. All of a sudden the hands on your skin were too much, the fullness inside you was too much, everything you always loved was too much--but your girlfriend cupped your cheeks and pulled you to meet her eyes, and each kiss she peppered to your face between soft praises helped to tether you back to the real world instead of floating off. 

“...What a mess. We should have laid a towel down, first…”

And nothing brought you back to reality better than Iida’s constant diligence, your boyfriend having reached over to the side table to retrieve his glasses before slowly pulling out, and watching with a glint in his eyes as his cum sloshed out of you with every spasm of your aftershocks. 

“I’ll help you, Iida. Here, honey, keep your hips up--just until Iida gets something to wipe you off with, okay?”

In the meantime, Izuku reached down to tug your feet closer to the cushions, and angle your hips upwards so that you wouldn’t spill even more on to the sofa. Iida got to his feet leisurely while Ochaco rolled off of you and cupped your bottom with her hands to keep you steady, even her usual cheeky squeezes having come to a halt as you caught your breath and let them move you as they pleased, too tired to even do so yourself. 

“That’s my good girl. I’ll get you a pill tomorrow, promise--I think Iida was just really happy to come home and see you. You missed us today, didn’t you?”

You nodded slowly, the fuzzy tinge of the alcohol finally wearing off and making you much more aware of the aches and soreness that your lovers had left behind. You would have been happy to cuddle up on the nearest surface and fall asleep--but you waited dutifully until Iida reappeared with a towel, and tucked it underneath you so you could lay back down and rest against the couch while he cleaned you off with a warm cloth. 

“Did you have fun with Shoto?” 

Ochaco drew her fingers over your ear to brush aside the strands of hair that had fallen into your eyes, her question left unanswered until you finally found the strength to mumble about what you did that afternoon, all three of them patient and passionate listeners while you recounted both your exciting and mundane endeavors. 

“He gave you his present already, so why don’t we clean up and then exchange ours? I’m excited for you to see what I got you…” 

Izuku’s giggle reminded you of a little bell, chiming away in the breeze--it filled you with a strange sense that you couldn’t put your finger on, but it didn’t prevent you from smiling to yourself and musing about your hopes that they’d like your gifts, too. You worked so hard on them and nearly forgot to give them out...you only hoped that Shoto wouldn’t be sad that he got his last, though you were sure that when he opened it the feeling wouldn’t last. 

As Iida finally towelled you dry enough that you could venture into the halls without making a mess, your loopy grin was kissed and exchanged with all three of them before you made your way towards your room to find some clothes, the earlier events of the night completely forgotten as you daydreamed about how happy they would be to receive their presents. Even knocking on Shoto’s door to ask if he wanted to join slipped into the back of your mind, too busy with finding even a single clean pair of underwear and dressing yourself so that you could have a comfortable rest of your evening--but he wasn’t forgotten completely, as his phone lit up in the darkness of his room and cast a glow over his face as he sat back in bed. 

izuku 彡☆

thought you'd want a pic since you missed out. isn't she the cutest? 

His thumb hovered over the image, every shred of sense inside him shouting for him to open it and have a look. As much as he wanted to absolve himself of any guilt, in the end his lust won out, and a groan rumbled in his chest at the sight of you and Ochaco making out with your pussy dripping all over the sofa cushions, your face all flushed and sweaty to match. Perhaps if he hadn't already been fisting his cock with your panties wrapped around his shaft, he might have been able to abstain. But he was so hard after you left, his opportunity to get you to suck him off having slipped from his hands after Izuku stole you away for dinner--and what was he expected to do? Will away his erection after indulging in one of the finest pleasures you could ever bestow upon him? 

Besides, he wasn't as twisted as they were. He wouldn't stoop to buttering you up so you wouldn't be the wiser to what they wanted from you...even if it gave him chills to see the aftermath, and the wonder if you would wander back to his room to return his clothes, and maybe spend a little alone time with him to make up for him missing your group dinner. You were that type of person after all, always so sweet and kind towards others, even if they didn't deserve it.

Even if he didn't deserve it when he was cumming all over your new panties, and feeling the urge to touch himself rise again mere seconds after finishing, he just hoped you would give it to him anyways. Maybe when you realized which one of them had your best interests in mind, and the three that just wanted to keep you all to themselves. 

#yandere dekusquad #yandere izuku midoriya #yandere ochako uraraka #yandere tenya iida #yandere shoto todoroki #yandere izuku x reader #yandere ochako uraraka x reader #yandere iida x reader #yandere shoto x reader #yandere tenya iida x reader #yandere shoto todoroki x reader #yandere bnha #yandere lemon #love-toxin #9k

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Can you do a one shot of platonic kirishima bean ( cuz we are all beans) running away maybe the dekusquad came over and asked if they could hang out and then a little child runs in and tells them them problem they help them leave and it takes 1 WHOLE YEAR TO FIND THEM because they were pro hide and seekers 🕶 and ways have a great day or night

YANDERE KIRISHIMA X ESCAPED CHILD READER

Warning: the characters are aged up in this, and are drinking alcohol at some points. Also just general yandere-ness

*unedited

-judging by your ask, and the use of the words “little child” the reader is a small child in this.

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Midoria had absolutely no idea that kirishima had a niece staying with him, he expressed his own suspicion to his friends that he thought something was up. He had met the little girl that was you when he was over at his old high school friend kirishas house for a glass of wine and jsut some friendly chit chat. You had walked in the room holding a white cat, talking to it about why you had done earlier in the day. You had left one of your stuffed animals in kirishima office after taking a nap in here, and didn’t wnat them to feel lonely so you went to retrieve him.

How were you supposed to know you “dad” had friends over? If wasn’t like you meant to do it. But once the green broccoli guy had seen you, there wnat any turning back now.

“Oh, who’s this little cutie?” He questioned, smiling that cinnamon bun smile at you while you shyly hugged the cat closer to your body. Kirishima had immediately become defensive for no apparent reason, which was a total red flag for midoria, he knew how to read people, and was actually quite good at it, this wasn’t the kirishima he’d known as a good comrade in high school, he was hiding something. And it had to have something to do with the small child who walked in the room on accident looking for her sloth plushy.

“That’s just my niece, she’s staying here while her mother’s in jail, she was arrested for associating with th league... hey, baby? How about you take mr cuddles and you go watch a movie with him? This is mr. midoria, he wants to say hi.” Kirishima cooes at you, reopening the door to his office, he picked up the sloth plush gently and passed it to you, you muttered a small “hello” to the man, your eyes lingered for a little too long, like you never really saw many people, showing something was definitely wrong, red flag number two. You were shooed out of the room by the manly redhead with a small “bye bye”, and taht was the end of that, he didn’t see you for the rest of the night.

“Kids, am I right?”

“Yeah....”

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The next time midoria went over to krisihsimas house, it was for a gathering of some of the students from their class, more known as the “bakusquad” and the “deku squad”. He didn’t want to be that person trying to snoop in other peoples lives, and he hated being suspicious of his own friend, but he really felt like something was off here. Throughout the night bed only seen you once when you’d come out to ask if bakugo would tuck you in for the night. BAKUGO. Like, souls sucking, explosive bakugo.

The atmosphere was already tense enough, being that both bakugo and midoria were currently tied for the “number one hero” spot, so it’s obvious there was a little bit of bad blood there. At least you had given him an opening to ask questions to the others about you, bakugo wouldn’t let him get a word in otherwise.

The others in his old friend group also tried the same thing,they had trusted midorias instincts more than anything, so when he came to them al stressed over a young girl, they knew something was really wrong. The answers from the bunch were... disappointing, to start the least, any questions asked about you were answered with instantly defensive and passive behavior, or were jsut too vague to get anything out of it.Examples like:

“So, that little girl is kiri’s niece?”

“Yup, she’s cute”

Nothing useful could be found, it was like they were actively avoiding the topic of you, like they were trying to keep something commented a secret from them. Red flag number three

You, in the other hand, were being rocked to sleep in the rocking chair by bakugo, a fuzzy blanket wrapped around you, and a few stuffed animals you were clutching it o. The whi time he was talking to you about the “new people” in your house today, and how you shouldn’t trust them at all, because they want to take you away and hurt you. You blindedly agreed in your sleepy state, nodding your head in his chest. Of course bakugo hadn’t checked if anyone was in the hallway to hear this, he was too absorbed in your adorable little face and reactions, but a certain todoroki was standing out in the hallway, listening to the whole conversation. He later told this to midoria, red flag number 4.

Maybe something really is up?

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Int he time that these new people were away, kirishima had just become that much more overbearing. He was in the edge of his tippy toes at any given moment, acting like a bunch of hero’s were going to bust in through the windows at any second. He thought that maybe he could trust his old high school friends around you, he was wrong and it might’ve put him in a very bad position.

He jsut babies you more, treating you so much more fragile, trying to make sure that you wouldn’t try to leave him, you’d already done it once, and you knew how that ended, not pretty. You wouldn’t leave him though? Right little one?

So his suspicion levels were way up when deku and his entire squad asked if they could see you, not just be in the same house as you, but actually be with you. All of his usual backup team were out in different countries across the globe eradicating a certain group of villains that had spread worldwide. So he was slightly panicked. Shojdl he just sya no and be over with it? But that would just looks suspicious. Maybe he should jsut say yes and tell you to not speak to them? That could work, yeah.

And so, they were at your house again, this time with a whole new plushie of a turtle just for you! Kirishima had sat you down in his lap and told you all about how you shouldn’t say a lot to them, or someone would come and hurt them in their sleep (I wonder who). He made you promise not to talk a lot with them. And you agreed with a smile, giggling at how funny he looked when his hair wasn’t styled.

The moment kirishima left to go grab you a snack and some water, you had the entire deku squad on you, asking you questions, you stayed true to your word and answered them with shirt and sweet answers, that is, until ochaco pulled out the,

“Honey, are you alright here? You can tell us.” She spoke in her sweet, almost motherly voice, that when you kid do forgot a little bit about the rule you were supposed to follow. Letting a few mris words than you were supposed to slip.

“I thought you guys were gonna save me.” You spoke, thinking that it was announced in your head, but instead spoken out loud for everybody in the room to hear. Immediately, the atmosphere in the room changed, looks of pure worry crossed each and every one of these pro hero’s faces, you sounded so... broken.

“What do you mean little one? Save you from what?” Lida questioned, also kneeling down to you mr height, resting in his knees so he could come off as less intimidating to you. You hadn’t realized your slip up yet, nor had you realized the change in energy from the five hero’s in your playroom.

“From daddy” you continued on, the word had become normal for you to call kirishima at this point, it started off a sa simple “dad” and just escalated form there, you knew he wasn’t your biological dad, but he liked hearing you call him the name, and it didn’t hurt you or anything, so why not right. Int th either side, internal panic was going on in midorias mind, your father? Who’s as your father? He had heard you call kirishima “daddy” once or twice when he’s first met you, is that who you’re referring to? It has to be right?

“Why do you say that sweet one?”

“Sometimes he’s mean to people because- of me, or he doesn’t let me outta da house because he doesn’t like it when I get hurt by bugs or the fround or a tree, He hurt my parents real bad and tells me that they’re just healing, but he’s keeps saying it and it’s making me really sad. But he did get me a cat, that nice right?” You rambled on and on, what one would call a vent. Everybody stood In shock at what you just said. Kirishima... he did all that? That’s messed up, manipulating a child like that, that’s jsut messed up. They knew they had to act in it before your “daddy” came back, they couldn’t let such a sweet thing like yourself get so badly hurt by this man over and over.

“Do you want go on an adventure with me y/n? We’re gonna have to leave right now? You can take your kitty if you want?” Deku spoke, smiling and placing his hand out for you to grab.

“An adventure?” You questioned, possibilities ran through your mind at what he could possibly means your dad took you in an adventure once, to a place called the grocery store, or was really fun.

“Mm hmm, so? Do you wanna come with me?”

“Yeah! I wanna go on an adventure!”

———

When kirishima came back to an empty room, he was livid, utterly livid. Not with you. Oh of no, of course not. But at the bitches who think they have the right to take you form him, you were happy here! What let’s them jsut trample on that? His anger turned into outright hysterics sooner or later, as he realized that you were jsut out in the world, all along with those... with those monsters.

He called everyone who knew about you, his friends, his old teacher in highschool, even asking the help of many in the LOV to find you. He sure as hell couldn’t do it himself, he had to give it to midoria, he was smart, able to cover his tracks easily. Usually he would be happy for his friend, but not now, not now at all. The entireety of the bakusquad blasted themselves back here, and were seacrchijg the city’s, all across Japan. You, were no where to be found.

No matter how hard anyone looked, or called out, or tried to bribe, they couldn’t find you. It became public news that the “bakusquad” and “deku squad” were feuding, the two would openly fight in public, bakugo getting a little more aggressive than others, the media was quite confused as to why the question “where is she?” Was being thrown around so much.

In reality, you were just staying in one of midorias vacation houses in Korea, his mother stayed with you, treating you like her own daughter, she always wanted one, and you were just so cute, how could she say no to that? You loved her, you really did, she was like a breath of fresh air compared to your “dad”. While he was controlling, overprotective, and manipulative, she took time to ask you what YOU wanted, she was the mother you never had.

But all good things have to come to an end at some point, when the idea that he could get someone to track you down with a quirk popped into kiris head, he took the chance and hired a man on the low-low. When the job was done, and your exact coordinates were found, he went zooming off in his private jet. Walking up to the large estate, he peered through the window. Cooing at your sleeping body snuggled up to the same sloth plush he had gotten you for your 2nd birthday.

You looked... different, not in a bad way, but you didn’t look like a baby anymore, instead gon lokmd closer to a young child: he missed so much while you were gone! He can’t believe he missed a whole year of your growth! a WHOLE YEAR. That’s 365 days of missing out on those cute little moments you always have. He reallly wanted to kill midoria now, like, really.

It wasn’t long before an olde relooking woman with the same green hair as deku walked in the room, laying a blanket over your sleeping figure. His eyes hardened again, he had time to coo at you later, right now he has to get you out of here, he’ll save you! Don’t worry! Immediately refunding his way at the front door, and ringing it many times, the moment it opened the green haired woman was launched backwards, and he shoved his way inside.

making his way to the room that was charted out that you were in right now, staying as silent as he possibly could to keep you asleep and unnalerted of his presence. It hadn’t been very long until he had picked your body off of the bed, you cuddled into his chest subconsciously, drawn in by his warmth.

“Little one? Why would you let them take you from me?”

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Tell me if you liked it or not, it was pretty fun to right, sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes.

Have a great day today anon!

#yandere kirishima #yandere obsession #platonic obsession #yandere platonic #Kirishima #yandere bakusquad #dekusquad #inko #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #daddy #child reader #yandere x child reader #yandere bakugo #yandere kiri

[lady-ashfade]

The Innocence Between

^ Welcome to a new series that I have been working on for a few weeks now. Just the thought alone has been running in my mind. ^

—£ This story will follow a girl caught in between two of the most dangerous groups in the world. The girl has no clue who they really are or what the do for a living, or how much they obsess over her.

—£ This is a romantic yandere mob story. So beware.

—£Warnings: Yandere Behavior, Stalking, Killing, Murder, Blood, Mafia Fiction, Alcohol, Guns, Manipulation, Fighting, Reader Being Slight Oblivious, Suggestive Themes, Torture.

~Title Chapters~

Chapter One: Peachy Pie, That girl is as sweet as sugar.

Chapter Two: Glowing Eyes.

Chapter Three: Golden Bands.

Chapter Four: Breaching The Peace.

Chapter Five: The First Drop.

Chapter Six: Blind Eyes That Realize.

More coming soon….

*These titles might change in the future!*

Comment if you’d like to me tagged for updates on this story.

#dekusquad #yandere dekusquad x reader #yandere dekusquad #yandere izuku midoriya x reader #yandere ochako uraraka x reader #yandere tenya iida #izuku midoriya x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #mina ashiro x reader #yandere eijiro kirishima x reader #eijiro kirishima x reader #yandere mina ashido x reader #denki kaminari x reader #yandere denki kaminari x reader #Hanta Sero x reader #yandere Hanta Sero x reader #deku x reader #yandere deku x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #yandere Shoto Todoroki x reader #yandere Shoto Todoroki #yandere Tsuyu Asui #yandere bakusquad x reader #yandere bakusquad #yandere katsuki bakugo x reader #Bakugo x reader #bakusquad x reader #dekusquad x reader

[daddysuga101]

I’ve just always wondered, if the darling successfully ran away and mentally blocked it all out what would happen if Deku found her? But she doesn’t remember him at all, it’s complete trauma-induced amnesia. Would he forcibly kidnap her again? Would he try to make things right and not scare her off again? What would he do?

WAIT I LOVE THIS

-Drop requests for mha x reader below y’all:)

Alright let’s get into it:))

WARNINGS: Manipulation

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A painful throb.

That’s what you felt, you felt as though someone had dropped a rock on your head.

Despite this your eyes fluttered opened and you sat up to get a feel of where you were.

You had no idea where you were or what time it was. All you could confirm was that it was dark out, raining, and the clouds were covering the sun. And your head...

Damnit your head was killing you. Not to mention it was freezing and your clothes clung to your body as the pouring rain continued to hit your skin.

You stood up slowly groaning at the pain your body was also in. Bruises and sore mucles all over.

What happened to you?

How did you even get behind this creepy ass alley.

All these questions started pilling up before you heard the squeaking of shoes in the rain on concrete. You felt yourself freeze up as the foot steps got louder and louder.

Before an ever so visible silhouette came into view.

“I found you sweet heart...did you honestly think you could run away?” A voice from the darkness asked,

You felt yourself back away from whoever the sound came from, as you mentally prepared yourself to run.

“You’re fucking pathetic.” He says harshly, you swallow hard as you opened your mouth to speak.

“W-Who are you? What do you want?” You ask stuttering slightly, the cold now effecting your speech.

As the man got closer you noticed something quickly, he was tall. Like really fucking tall.

You guessed he was at least 6’5 or 6’6.

The man had green hair, visible freckles even in the dark. His eyes were a pericing green and his aura was even more terrifying.

He seemed so...angry.

In the middle of your thoughts you heard him begin to laugh hysterically clutching his chest as if you had told him the funniest joke ever.

You watched the man with wide eyes before he caught his breath and looked up at you with anger in his green eyes.

Before you knew it the man had moved from his spot and was now in front of you. Invading your space.

“I-.”

“DONT LIE TO ME!” He shouted loudly, you freaked and slapped him hard across the face cause him to stumble at the impact.

“I don’t know who you are.” You say again,

“I-I don’t fucking know where I am. My head is killing me. So forgive me if I don’t know who you fucking are.” You say almost hysterically,

The cold, mixed with your frustration, mixed with the unavoidable pain you were in was making everything start to piss you off.

He wiped his mouth and stood up straight. Looking at you intently almost confused. Before his eyes trailed to the side of your face.

The side where a bruise was no doubt developing due to the pain that side of your head was in.

“You aren’t lying.” He said more to himself than you, he ran a hand through his hair before chuckling slightly.

“I’m sorry.” He whispers,

“What?” You ask, he sighed deeply.

The man walked over to you and hugged you tightly.

“It’s gonna be okay now. I got you.” He says, you clammed up in his arms before he pulled away grabbing your wrist.

“Come on imma take you home.” He says gently, you were scared but for some reason you felt as though you could trust him.

So you did.

You followed him back to his house which turned out to be some sort of mansion.

You felt so out of place as you followed the much taller man into the house.

“This place is insane.” You whisper,

“It’s your home. It’s our home.” He whispers in your ear from behind you.

Your turn around to face him still very confused as to who he was or what your relationship with the man was.

“What-.”

“You must be freezing. I’ll send a maid to your room to dress you for bed, you must be exhausted.” He says cutting you off,

“Thank you and yeah, I am. Clothes like these aren’t very fit for freezing rain.” You say slightly gesturing the the shorts and short sleeve shirt you had on.

Why you were even wearing that was a mystery to you.

“Also...Kinda... tantalizing to wear...that around me isn’t it?” He asks cocking his head to the side.

“What?” You ask before looking down at the torn shirt that clung to your body. Not to mention it was practically see through since it was white.

“Deal with it.” You say simply, he chuckles.

“Always the sassy type.” He says, you shrug before an elderly lady came downstairs.

“Hello miss (y/n), please follow me.” She says, you nod and follow her up the stairs.

-After your shower you found yourself sitting on the bed in the pjs playing on the iPad that was left on your dresser. While you tried to distract yourself you couldn’t help to notice how many unanswered questions you had.

So many in fact the lack of answers were putting you off.

There was a knock on your door a few moments later.

“You dressed?” The mans voice asked from the other side,

“Yeah, come in.” You say, he walked into the room looked down that the iPad in your hands.

“I see you like your gifts.” he says. You nod.

“I do thank you for this.” You said before putting the iPad down.

“What?” He asked noticing your resolve.

“I don’t know. All of this feels strange. I still don’t get why you were so upset earlier. Like what did I do?” You ask, he bent done leaning his elbows against the bed before grabbing your hand and kissing it gently.

“I’m sorry I yelled, I wanted to wait until I told you this but your obviously curious so I’ll be honest with you now.

“It’s just your in danger (y/n). People wanna hurt you. We live here in this mansion cause I wanna protect you from everyone who wants to use you, your quirk, your body.” He says sweetly.

“I’m the reason your safe. Everyone wants to hurt you, beautiful.” He whispers softly, as he gentle strokes your cheek.

You feel your eyes swell up, you don’t remember much but his demeanor from earlier completely changed. And you felt...:

Safe.

“W-Why are people after me?” You ask,

“You’re strong and powerful. Everyone wants you to themselves but me...no....no I would never use you like that. That’s why you love me.” He tells you,

“Thank you.” You whisper looking at the much taller man.

“Thank you for what you’ve done for me.” You say genuinely thankful for him.

“Your welcome.” he whispers gently.

“I’m gonna take good care of you from now on. I’ll keep you safe inside this house. I will provide everything we might need.” He tells you before continuing.

“If you need something from the store I’ll have it delivered. If you want your hair done I’ll have someone come over. If you want to have a pool hell, I’ll get you one.”

“There should be no reason why you leave this house ever again .” He says a bit harshly for your taste but you nod anyway.

“Thank you uh...” You say trailing off waiting for him to give you his name.

“You should just call me Deku or Midoriya. You may also call me Izuku when you feel comfortable enough with me to do so. He tells you, you nod and smile at him.

“Thank you Izuku.” You say, he smiled wide.

“Your welcome.” He says before standing up.

“Go to sleep now, you must be exhausted.” He tells you, you yawn in response nodding before lying down, turning on your side and closing your eyes.

After wishing you a good night , Deku closed the door behind him with a shit eating grin stretched across his face. He was overwhelmed with happiness.

“What kind of lucky bastard am I? Poor baby doesn’t remember shit.” He whispered condescendingly as he walked back to his room.

“My dearest (y/n), you really think you could ever run away from me? Think again.”

“I promise to be a real good boy for you though. After all I only hurt you when you defy me. Just keep being my good little angel and everything with me will be fine.” He whispered possessively to himself.

He laughed before going on his computer to watch the video feed of you sleeping peacefully in your new room.

You had no idea about the cameras.

But that shouldn’t upset you right? He’s only watching you cause you broke his trust when you ran away like some abused orphan. It might be invading your privacy watching you like this but who gives a damn.

It’s your fault.

You were his and he wasn’t gonna fuck up like last time.

This was a clean slat.

He had a opportunity of a life time here. And he couldn’t pass it up.

“Yes, I’ll be real good to you my love. Just you wait.” He whispered.

Without knowing you it had walked yourself right back into hell.

With satan himself.

#yandere deku #Deku #mha x reader #midoriya smut #deku smut #eventual smut #part 1 #my hero x reader #dekusquad #deku fluff #bnha bakugou #dabi x reader

[serxinns]

Yandere Villian Bakusquad vs Yandere Hero Dekusquad

Readers' gender is whenever you want them to be

Warnings: yandere behavior, stalking, and cussing

Hero Yandere Dekusquad

• You were a very good pro hero and an inspiration to all, having a pure and kind soul while fearlessly fighting villains and they all cherish and loved you for that

•You met the squad when you were in Ua you all bonded with each other Izuku and you would train and spare with each other, Ochako with baking lessons, go on swim dates with Tsuyu have study dates with Iida and Soba dates with Shoto it was all good for you unaware that your friends have an unhealthy obsession you were used to your friend's action but sometimes question their behaviors at times

•like how Izuku would have a notebook dedicated to you and would glare at anyone who talked to you or has Ochako would spam text you whenever you didn't respond to her, or how she would borrow your stuff (like a pen or ur hair clip and would always make excuses why she never returned them, how tsuyu would always want to be around you or how she'll always hype you up even at the smallest things, Or how shoto would be buying you everything you see or mention if u stare jewelry too long he's already at the front talking to the cashier even if you denied he'll still do it or how Iida strangely has ur schedule and is weirdly stern with you whenever you missed breakfast or lunch but overall things are good

•while fighting villains they would always shield you off even if they're injured and if u defeated the villain after the fight they'll check you head to toe if you have any scratches or bruises if you do they'll all panic desperately finding a med kit and if you don't iida will give you a 1-hour lecture of how dangerous your "stunt" was

• The squad would always fight each other about who gets to hang out with you, who gets to buy food for you etc but stopped when they had a big fight it made you upset at them so they decided that they wanted to share you

•The Hero Dekusquad would always push aside their fans for you, You are their number one priority as much as they love their fans you a sweet little thing is always number one in their hearts and if any fan tries to be rude to you or even tries to hurt you out of jealousy just don't be surprised when you see that fan on the news or reported missing

•Whenever breaktime occurs y'all would all gather at your favorite cafe and talk about your missions and the number of villains you beat

•Yan Dekusquad who would blush madly when you wear their merch or would have their oversized hoodie

•yan dekusquad who would have a movie night every Weekend or go on a park date (or anywhere you wanna go) and it ends up either you staying at their house or all in a big pillow fortress in a cuddle pile sleeping on each other

•Now Dekusquad has a lot of enemies but the ones they despise the most are..(drumroll please) THE BAKUSQUAD well because they're also obsessed with you as well and they wanna steal you away and make you a villain!

•every time it's Dekusquad vs Bakusquad would always hide you or make an excuse for you to not come saying that "they're gonna handle this" or "It's too dangerous" But Eventually you don't listen Dash when you hear someone groaning in pain and went there as fast as you can to protect your friends

• After a long Brutal battle the Baku squad had to retreat because of police and the dekusquad were checking you to see if you got hurt you asked who are they but they ignored you they don't want those nasty villains are their sweet angel

Villain Yandere Bakusquad

•They thought you would be like all the other heroes fake but when they saw how much potential you have to want to be a hero they have to have you!

•They couldn't wait to have you a poor little darling naive and confused because the hero society corrupted you they'd love to break you and make you a better darling, a darling who could see how horrible heroes are a darling who could kill mercilessly while laughing

• they would always try to taut you whenever you were battling with them and when you handcuffed them they would begin taunting you about how much you'd be a good pet for them which kind of freaked you out

•Bakugo would pretend to hate you but would always pretend to lose just for you to think you're just stronger

•Kirishima will try to find your location so they can watch you sleep at night

•Denki would steal some little items you might not care for and have a shrine for them (like mochiko)

•Mina would record your sleeping or sleep talking she has hundreds of them and a recording of you dancing or even changing

•Sero would always leave love letters for you or ur favorite snacks on there without you knowing who it is

•The 5 of them already made a room for you just in case you ever get captured by them

• every time you get kidnapped by them Mina would pinch your cheeks and coo at you, Kirishima would hug you and tease you at the same time, Denki would lay down on your lap and try to flirt with you Sero would always try to sing to you and bakugo would push them off and he'll always flick ur head at you and taut you how you'll never get out

• And when Dekusquad Came to your rescue they scowled and glared at them deeply and they started to fight while you tried sneaking away while the 2 groups fight

•after that the dekusquad somehow got you back and got so worried that they even started crying saying they'll never let you go

•"Ugh that damn deku and his pawns" Katsuki sneered "relax bakubro we'll get them next time!" kiri said while patting him in the back "Yea! And when we do we'll never let them go like you said!" Mina chimed in "Just only a matter of time mi amor will be ours" Sero said while chuckling darkly

#Villian Bakusquad #Hero Dekusquad #Villian bakugo #yandere bakusquad #yandere dekusquad #yandere bnha #tw yandere #yandere ua #tw obsessive behavior #yandere x reader #yandere mha

[ushiwakaout]

Metal arm! Izuku Midoriya

Genre: Nsfw || porn with plot

⚠️ Warnings: MHA Manga spoilers + leaks || assumption theory 

Words: 

Fem! Reader

Characters have been aged up

Okay Let me get this out of the way... DEKU LOST HIS ARM AND IT HAS BEEN REPLACED WITH A METAL ONE! OKAY?! THAT IS MY THEORY and it probably will happen or we find out that deku’s actual quirk has been regeneration this whole time bc his body been threw so much to the point where he should be dead- it’s not just only UAs cute little nurse he might have a quirk that just regenerates his bones and he never knew bc deku never broke a bone until OFA. 

Okay let’s assume this most recent arc is over. 

Shigaraki has been defeated and gigantica has been taken down

Everyone is okay, alive and hospitalized.

If you’re injured its probably because you got pushed away from grand torino who protected you from protecting bakugo, 

it was the situation where you bare hugged him and yall went tumbling into the gravel, now you have a lot of scars and gashes on your back

You def. passed out when you ran up to Izuku and his fucking arm was missing, he freaked out too bc black whip created like an alter arm and passed out too when he saw that his arm was missing

put in the same room to rest, it probably takes you a few days to get up from your hospital bed due to your injuries, def had a dislocated shoulder after protecting bakugou

You don’t blame him and hes like “GOOD, YOU’RE DUMB ASS GOT IN THE WAY, IT’S YOUR FAULT” low key grateful 

Out of all the students, Izuku took the longest to get out of the hospital but by the time he has discharged a metal arm was ready for him at his dorm (you’ll have to thank hatsume later)

you’re obviously there with him when it’s just lounging on his bed with instructions on how to put it on

“You’re lucky it’s your left arm bc it would have been pretty bad if you lost the right”

He just looks at you and is like “Really y/n? I lost an arm! I think that pretty bad!” pouty baby when you say “it could be worse?”

You put it on him and the tech crawls onto his skin and attaches itself, you look at the instructions and pull on his shirt, “Take it off.” 

boy get red red, but you roll you eyes while he’s muttering off words and you just take off his shirt while he’s muttering, 

you connect a while to the back of his elbow and then to a certain section on his neck where hatsume instructed 

Izuku is still muttering nothing that the metal arm is now moving how it usually would if he was muttering

you bonk him on the head and he’s like >< 3 >< “Why’d you hit me y/n?!”

he’s rubbing his head with the metal arm and the boy doesn’t even fucking realize it so you legit have to have it in front of him and hes like “OH 😲 WHEN DID THAT GET THERE?!” 

“You’re lucky you’re cute Zuku.”

While he’s getting used to it there’s a few malfunctions

Say when you guys are cuddling, you’ll feel his left arm start to fondle your chest, he can’t feel what he’s gripping but he knows he’s gripping something, he really do be thinking it’s your arm.

You’re blushing like crazy and you’re like “Um Zuku... are- Do you know what you’re doing right now?”

He’s kinda sleepy so he kinda hums and looks over your shoulder to see what he’s been caressing

HE WILL THOW HIMSELF OUT OF YOUR BED OR HIS BED AND GET ON HIS KNEES AND APOLOGIZE LIKE CRAZY probably will start crying for forgiveness 

it happens several times before he’s able to control it

once you guys get older- say you’re over with UA (graduated) and you guys have free time and you’re making out, he obviously loses his train of thought of controlling his arm

it roams from gipping your butt to holding your neck

Izuku gets flustered and mutters a few sorrys while pulling away but you stop him. “Why don’t you let it go free for tonight... I- I’m actually curious.” 

He almost blows a fuse just looking at you wrap his metal fingers around your neck again. 

You DO NOT regret it

you’re naked at this point on his lap 

His metal arm has always been a turn on, and now more than ever

He’s making you ride his thigh while his metal fingers wrap around your pretty little neck, pulling you towards his kisses while his right hand is holding your hip, moving you when it seems like you would stop

When he pulls away from the kiss, your lips are plum are red with a string of your hot saliva. You’re eyes are glazed over and you look at him with a pout

“You’re so pretty riding my thigh princess, but I think you’ve had enough.”

 When he pick you up with his left arm, you whine- you’re pussy feeling sore from grinding on his thigh

He lays you on the bed, you’re brain is already mush bc you’ve cummed on his thigh already and you’re high has calmed down

But he’s obviously not gonna stop there

He laid you down on the bed for a reason and you haven’t even noticed that he’s already in-between your thighs

you’re body twitches when his tongue flicks you’re sensitive bud

you let out a whine when he reaches out with his metal arm to pinch your breast. the feeling is cold but you like it.

the atmosphere is quiet bc Izuku is focused on making you cum, and you’re already kinda out of it 

the only noise you can hear is the way his fingers slick inside you, curling their way onto your g-spot and making your body twitch.

A light moan escaped your lips, reaching out for a first full of his green hair. 

His lips suck on your clit, his breath is hot a his tongue swirls around for your arousal.

His metal arms isn’t on your chest anymore but pressing down of your tummy while he fingers you. he wants you to feel how deep his fingers are. He wants you to know where his fingers reach when you’re at the peak of orgasm but he doesn’t let you cum

and when he’s watching you come down from your denied orgasm, he’s pumping his cock slowly with his metal arm and it just makes you so horny again

you’re begging him to let you suck his cock and he obviously lets you, he couldn’t deny his princess

his metal arm reaches for the back of your head to grab a fist full of hair and he makes you deep throat his cock while tears brim in your eyes when you look up at him

he pulls you back because he doesn’t want to cum in your mouth so he pulls you up and he sits down at the edge of the bed, in front of the mirror

he makes you sit on his cock, but your not facing him, your facing the mirror and his hands are under your knees so he can sink you down onto his cock while you watch

a/n: GOD DUKENWJAISAISUSUSGJAUSHSHSUXWUWU I WANT TO SIT ON HIS COCK SO BAD HES SO HOR GOD DAMNIT UGHA HE WOULD BE SO GENTEL AND TO DEMANDING WHILE FUCKINF GAH DAMNIT

kisses any part of your skin that he can reach while he’s fucking you

“One more orgasm, come on baby, you can do it...”

“That’s my good girl, you love my cock don’t you?”

“Say you love me baby girl.”

“I love seeing you stupid all over my cock baby, you’re so good for me, so fucking good for me.”

OVERALL METAL ARM IZUKU IS HOT AS HELL AND I WANT HIM TO RAIL ME THANK YOU

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[angelic-dew]

𓂀𝐌𝐇𝐀/𝐁𝐍𝐇𝐀 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭⌫

𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔

𓆉︎.. 𝐺𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑝 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠..𓆉︎

𓆉︎.. 𝑆𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑟 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠..𓆉︎

𝐃𝐞𝐤𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐡𝐜𝐬

𓆉︎.. 𝑴𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒔/𝑰𝒏𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝑸𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒔..𓆉︎

𓆉︎.. 𝐴𝑠𝑘𝑠..𓆉︎

𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐓𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ?

𓆉︎.. 𝑆𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑠..𓆉︎

𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔𖣔

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